"You have never been here before. SO, why would I expect you to be here now? I can face this world alone. Just like i always Have!"

"Where there is this much manure, there's got to be a pony!"

Isnt it funny how the wind blows and you can hear it... Well, then it must be hilarious that im screaming for help and you cant hear it. You surrender to the wind, but never answer my terrified call.

If you only knew what you were doing to my strength every time you hurt me, I think you would be to afraid to touch me. Now who has the power?

Am I invisible? No? Well, then how is it you can look right past me? Am I mute? No? Well then how is it you cant hear me scream? Am I tangible?

You show me your scars. You want me to focus on them. But I cant focus on your scars with all of my bleeding wounds. Maybe I need you this time.

I remember where you put your hands. I remember how you told me to shut up. I remember it all. But, Uncle, Do you remember how I cried?

You know that I need you to hear me. But do you realize that i dont want instructions? Maybe I just need a hug.Maybe Im too afraid to ask for one.

You suck and its funny.

Dont try to be amazing. If you are, you are. If you arent, you arent.

Pretty much