I pretend he doesn’t exist, and he does the same with me.

“Most people don’t have shit… But paper and pencils are cheap, that’s why I draw.”

“We look for pretty girls we can say bad things to. No one shows up.”

“No one answers. It feels as if I’m not there, as if I’m as invisible as the nic…”

“I don’t care what other people think about me. Most people are idiots, and they…”