YOU UNDERSTAND DO YOU? YOU UNDERSTAND HOW SOME DAYS, I’M OKAY. I WANT TO LAUGH AND SMILE AND CREATE SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL, HOW I WANT TO SHOW THE WORLD THAT I’M ALIVE, I WANT TO FEEL AIR RUSH INTO AND OUT OF MY LUNGS. AND OTHER DAYS, I WANT TO TAKE A BULLET TO MY HEAD, SIT IN MY ROOM AND DRAG BLADES ACROSS MY BODY. HOW I WANT TO BREAK THINGS, PEOPLE AND OBJECTS ALIKE. I WANT TO SLIT MY THROAT, SWALLOW HANDFULS OF PILLS AND GET HIT BY A CAR. YOU UNDERSTAND HOW IT FEELS, TO BE HAPPY ONE DAY, THEN DEPRESSED THE NEXT?