“If you read, you’ll judge.”

I want to do something different, really different, and if it alienates people that’s too bad.

If chasing cool is important to you, you’re an idiot!

I just hope I don’t become so blissful I become boring. I think I’ll always be neurotic enough to do something weird.

Oh well, whatever, nevermind.

Here we are now, entertain us.

Humans are stupid. I’m ashamed to be human.

If you’re really a mean person you’re going to come back as a fly and eat poop.

I like to make people feel happy and superior in their reaction towards my appearance.

Life is a waste of time and time is a waste of life, so let’s all get wasted and have the time of our lives.

There are a lot of things I wish I would have done, instead of just sitting around and complaining about having a boring life.

I am not gay, although I wish I were, just to piss off homophobes.

I have met many minds able to store and translate a pregnantly large amount of information, yet they haven’t an ounce of talent for wisdom or the appreciation of passion.

I’m worse at what I do best.

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak, I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks.

She eyes me like a Pisces when I am weak, I’ve been locked inside your heart-shaped box for weeks.

My heart is broke, but I have some glue, help me inhale and mend it with you.

Please read my diary, look through my things and figure me out.

Though my father was Norwegian, he always wrote his diaries in perfect English.

Painting is just another way of keeping a diary.

I paint the way some people write an autobiography. The paintings, finished or not, are the pages from my diary.

The reason for my starting a diary is that I have no real friend.

Writing in a diary is a really strange experience for someone like me.

I always say, keep a diary and someday it’ll keep you.

I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.