People just weren't interesting. Maybe they weren't supposed to be. But animals, birds, even insects were. I couldn't understand it.

the world was molested with billions of people who had nothing to do with their time except murder it and murder you.

I feel no grief for being called somethingwhichI am not;in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a goodback rub

So, that’s what they wanted: lies. Beautiful lies. That’s what they needed. People were fools.

I write poetry, worry, smile,laughsleepcontinue for a whilejust like most of usjust like all of us;sometimes I want to hug allMankind on earthand say,god damn all this that they've brought down upon us,we are brave and goodeven though we are selfishand kill each other andkill ourselves,we are the peopleborn to kill and die and weep in dark roomsand love in dark rooms,and wait, andwait and wait and wait.we are the people.we are nothingmore.

I write poetry, worry, smile,laughsleepcontinue for a whilejust like most of usjust like all of us;sometimes I want to hug allMankind on earthand say,god damn all this that they've brought down on us,we are brave and goodeven though we are selfishand kill each other andkill ourselves,we are the peopleborn to kill and die and weep in dark roomsand love in dark rooms,and wait, andwait and wait and wait.we are the people.we are nothingmore.

the price of creationis nevertoo high.the price of livingwith other peoplealwaysis.

the people are the biggest horror show on earth, have been for centuries.

People don't do me much good.