"My heart is rotten with all the worst kind of disease
It tries to be better but all it can do is bleed
I’m so tired of myself
Oh God please take me away and bring someone else
Alone, I don’t care
And now all I remember is the smell of your hair."

"I don’t trust anyone who hasn’t been self-destructive in some way.
And who hasn’t gone through some sort of self-loathing? You’ve got to bang yourself around a bit to know yourself."