i'm trying to kill a part of me
that probably never existed
giving in to urges
that i probably should have resisted

and not so long ago
it was me and you against the world
fighting addiction and our parents
we had the battle flag unfurled

sh*t gets hectic
sh*t goes wrong
we want to bail
goodbye, so long

and now it seems like you are leaving
me alone to fight the world
i've got no one to back me up
now it's just me against the world

I've got your back.

Stay here in The Secret Place with me, and f**k the rest.

I love your poem, by the way.

Wary Christmas, my friend.

Medication time for me!

That last poem just about killed me, but I had to write it.

You'll never believe what I'm listening to right now. Wanna know?

"A Night at the Opera." Queen!

Freddy Mercury...

Maybe I'm living in Wayne's World...

I love "Bohemian Rhapsody." I sing along.

Love love love.