Is there a conspiracy against me or are you just trying to make me feel important?

Sleep, those little slices of death, how I loathe them.

-- Edgar Allen Poe

We do not have to visit a madhouse to find disordered minds; our planet is the mental institution of the universe.

A guy gave me wings, and when I flew high he took them away and said "Hope you can float, b****!"

--Now through all these years
I can barely take it
I don't think I can make it
Take me away from here
I want to go home--

I'm trying to earn a set of feathery wings
to take me away from here

Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind
I will remain to dance upon your grave

When you hurt me, did you think I would cry?
So what was it like to see me laugh in your face instead?

I hate the way you can push me to the limits with everything you do, and then somehow know the exact right moment to say something sweet to make me fall for you all over again.

He who fights monsters should look into it that he himself does not become a monster. When you gaze long into the Abyss, the Abyss also gazes into you.