Do you know what it's like to be at the nadir? There is only the more, a foul stench, and self-pity. At times, someone will look in from an opening far above, but no one notices you. With every breath, your wretchedness burns your lungs. <...> Weretiger, teach her what it's like. To help no one, to be counted on by no one, and to live in hiding, trembling like a worm.
I was thinking there must be something wrong with me, because I've never had a relationship that's lasted longer than the one between Hitler and Eva Braun.
Don't let guilt make you second-guess yourself.
Neither side is sacred, no one wants to win.
Feeling so sedated, think I'll just give in.
Taking medication 'till my stomach's full.
Nether side is sacred. Crawling in my hole...
My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
I forget to forget me.
I forget to forget, you see?
Nothing is important to me.