-I feel like I've lost everyone and then I see an old friend who is nice enough to show me that we're no longer friends

-I lose my only way to channel the stress inside of me and I spend forever trying to get it back before realising I don't need it only to give in and find a replacement

-I get so used to people pretending to leave me, I don't realise they have at first and then it hurts because they're never coming back

-I think I've finally found a home where I'll be respected but then I'm the one who is forced to destroy it

-I've had to leave the only people close enough to me to call them friends for people who never really cared

-I end up not trusting my family because they're never what they say they are

-I lost something because of someone close and had to rely on someone I only just met to help replace it

-I just feel lost half the time

-I don't understand normal people

-I should've gone for the head

-I'm very far away from a space in this world that I used to call home

-I found out too late that the only one I could trust was always know for their lying

-I should've been the one who died

-I know I'm the only who can make a difference but you can tag along if you'd like

-I have someone who, no matter how many times they leave me, I will always love them even if they're gone forever

-I realise that everyone has lost something important, and that unites us

-I have come to accept that I'm different but that doesn't mean either of us is bellow the other

-I will always keep my head up even if you refuse to accept that I'm not going to use the door just because you put it somewhere painfully obvious

-I can be alarmingly insolent

-I have completely trashed a very powerful collector's room of antiques with an umbrella