January 31, 2002
Most people would become alcoholics

I often push so hard into the paper… what’s created visits other chapters. As much as I want to laugh, is the number of times I know my personalities should never mix. I call what I do a sickness! It’s not normal to locate ways to exercise the imagination beyond the point of physically believing I have the ability. I can’t sit in silence—the moment that occurs, I’ve lost my drive to be constantly unique. A painting is never complete until I have perfectly ruined it.