There's Nothing That Reflects Me.

I Just Feed Off The Energy Of The Audience.

I Don't Think Anyone Really Is Interested In Reading About My Emotional State. It's Not Even Interesting To Me.

I Have No Sense Of Well-being. There's No Chance The Well Will Run Dry.

I Once Stopped To Pick Up A Girl, And Then There Was This Creepy-looking Guy Standing Behind The Bushes Waiting To Jump Out And Get In, Too. So I Just Quickly Drove Away.

I'm Not Interested In Closure. Some People Just Have Heart Attacks And Die, Right? There's No Closure.