I could be at a show, at a party, surrounded by everyone that loves me, and still feel like the only one in the room right now. I haven’t felt this alone and it has nothing to do with a girl and has everything to do with everything else. I don’t understand I guess, time is fragile, life is fragile, where does it all go and what makes it all end?
You’ve got to find comfort in yourself to make it in this world.
Are you really just alive or are you actually living?