We are all broken. I mean, aren't we now? I am. The whole wide world is.

Its like I have a window in my chest where sunlight is pouring in.

In every set of twins, there is one angel, one devil.

It's like having explosives on board 24/7, the way I feel. I can't believe when I touch things they don't blow to bits. I can't believe I was so way off.
I thought, I don't know, I thought wrong.

Reality is crushing. The world is a wrong-sized shoe. How can anyone stand it?

I can't shove the dark out of my way.