You Live Through Stuff, And

You Aren't Really Writing About What You Did; You're Writing About How You Feel.

Over And Over Again In My Life, I Find Closeness To Other People And Proximity To Other People Really Painful; That's Part Of My Mental Illness, Social Anxiety. Closeness To Other People Is Really Hard, But It's Also A Shame Because It's All You Want Too. But It Doesn't Always Work.

Your Misery Is Everyone Else's Entertainment.

That's Where The Songs Come From: That's What I'd Most Want People To Understand. What Sounds Good Or Looks Good, That's Nothing. The Only Worthwhile Thing In Art Is Seeing Someone Else's Heart.

If You Want To Really Love Someone, You've Got To Let Go And Loosen Up And Just Care.