I think about whether I am leaving anything out is there anything I have forgotten is there anything I’m scared to face or acknowledge, is there anything I am scared to admit. I want to come to terms with my past and leave it behind me is there anything I have forgotten left out is there anything that scares me.

Eight days ago I was in North Carolina. I remember picking up a bottle and a pipe and deciding to go for a drive. Two days later I woke up in Washington, D.C. I was on a couch at a House belonging to the Sister of a friend of mine. I was covered in piss and puke and she wanted me to leave so I borrowed a shirt from her and I left. Twenty-four hours

No. Have you ever been arrested? Yes. How many times? Twelve or thirteen.

They are all different and they are all the same

Touched it and could have done it. Did you want to? Very badly. Why didn’t you? I made a decision not to. Simple as that? Simple as that. You make it sound easy. It wasn’t. You think you’ll be able to do it in the long term? It’ll be harder than it was the other night, but I do. Why will it be harder? I love Lilly more than I love getting fucked

That’s my motherfucking Boy.

would like you to be my Son. I will watch out for you as I would if you were my real Son, and I will offer you advice and help guide you through your life. When

Bill is the Jesus Christ of the movement, the Savior and the Messiah, and although Bill did not die on the cross, he certainly lived on it.

I reach across the table. Offer my hand. I’m James. He doesn’t take it. Go away, James. You Fucker.