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If You Want To Know Who Your Friends Are, Get Yourself A Jail Sentence.

I Didn't Feel That Way About It. I Had Been Playing With Death For Some Time. I Can't Say We Were The Best Of Friends But We Were Well Acquainted.

People Are Not Good To Each Other. Perhaps If They Were Our Deaths Would Not Be So Sad.

I No Longer Want It All, Just Some Comfort And Some Sex And Some Minor Love.

Pain Is Strange. A Cat Killing A Bird, A Car Accident, A Fire.... Pain Arrives, Bang, And There It Is, It Sits On You. It's Real. And To Anybody Watching, You Look Foolish. Like You've Suddenly Become An Idiot. There's No Cure For It Unless You Know Somebody Who Understands How You Feel, And Knows How To Help.