I’m really cracking. No, I’m beyond cracking. I’m shattered. I’m lost. I’m fragmented.
BEATRICE SPARKSI’m really cracking. No, I’m beyond cracking. I’m shattered. I’m lost. I’m fragmented.
BEATRICE SPARKSI’m afraid to live and afraid to die.
BEATRICE SPARKSI feel like Alice in Wonderland. Maybe Lewis G Carroll was on drugs too.
BEATRICE SPARKSI bet the pill is harder to get than drugs–which shows how screwed up this world really is!
BEATRICE SPARKSSometimes I think we’re all trying to be shadows of each other, trying to buy the same records and everything even if we don’t like them. Kids are like robots, off an assembly line, and I don’t want to be a robot!
BEATRICE SPARKSI would like to stay stoned all the time, it scares me it’s so good. I would like to stay stoned every minute of every day for the rest of my life.
BEATRICE SPARKSSometimes fantasies are better than life.
BEATRICE SPARKSI’m not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I’ve gotten from books.
BEATRICE SPARKSNobody’s talking to me, but nobody’s hassling me either. I guess you can’t have everything.
BEATRICE SPARKSMy biggest mistake: not wanting to help myself into thinking I am happy, that change would come about without really trying to change, or wanting to change. Procrastinating about changing. I do want to change.
BEATRICE SPARKSI really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.
BEATRICE SPARKSI wouldn’t intentionally hurt anyone in this whole world. I wouldn’t hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me?
BEATRICE SPARKSThey have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!
BEATRICE SPARKSWhy is life so difficult? Why can’t we be just ourselves and have everyone accept us the way we are?
BEATRICE SPARKSAlone. The saddest word in the world.
BEATRICE SPARKSIt’s a good thing most people bleed on the inside or this would be a gory, blood-smeared earth.
BEATRICE SPARKS