I cried, for happiness, for sadness, but most of all, for emptiness.

I already accepted that I relate to nothing. The more I gain, the more lonely it is I know I'm like a ghost.

I wonder whats wrong with me. Sometimes I just keep wanting to go deeper and deeper into the world of self destruction. Like as if I want to see myself fail completely and disappear.

I hate fishes, they all look so miserable. 3 seconds later they will forget. And then I envy them.

No more running away from something or someone or myself.

I usually want to die or do nothing.

sometime people ask me, how to deal with pain.and i reply them in one line. " make it your best Friend

We need each other yet, we bleed each other of the very life we are all drowning in with one another...

Let me get this straight," I say. "You're practically ordering me to die. What kind of guidance counselor are you?

Fresno is an All America city and deserves real, honest, strong leadership and I pledge to the people of Fresno to be that kind of leader.

This is not my life. These are not my cobwebs. This is not the darkness I was designed for.

He who knows himself properly can very soon learn to know all other men. It is all reflection.

We will not really address our foreign policy and these endless wars that show no end in sight and seem to be getting deeper and broader and more catastrophic with each passing day.

Without action, the best intentions in the world are nothing more than that: intentions.

I am not political. It is not my job. But I would be happy if politicians could read my work and draw some conclusions from it.

I still think it's really quite wonderful when I read a sentence of mine and it has that quality of lastingness.