“Dear Die-ary, today I learned that on the inside I'm pretty fucking ugly.”

“Dear Die-ary, today I stuffed some dolls full of dead rats I put in the blender. I'm wondering if, maybe, there really is something wrong with me.”

“Dear Die-ary, I've been to heaven and hell...and I still don't know if there is a god or a devil. Still...it's something to write about.”

“How is it you're so beautiful and so fucking ugly inside!You know it wouldn't take much to make your outside look like your inside!!I could just chop your brain out!It doesn't deserve such a pretty body...”

“What did you learn in school today,Dear little boy of mine?What did you learn in school today,Dear little boy of mine?I learned that Washington never told a lie.I learned that soldiers seldom die.I learned that everybody's free.And that's what the teacher said to me.That's what I learned in school today.That's what I learned in school.”

“What's the whole point of being pretty on the outside when you’re so ugly on the inside?”