there is love in me the likes of which you've never seen. there is rage in me the likes of which should never escape. if i am not satisfied in the one, i will indulge the other.
i love you, i love you, i love you. we're soulmates, you and i, but that doesn't mean it works. my soul can't bear to be without yours but that doesn't mean it works.
i don't like my mind, i don't like being left alone in a room with all its opinions about the things that i've done, so i blast music loud and i work myself to the bone.