“Apart from all this, I do of course have a real life. I sometimes have trouble believing in it, because it doesn't seem like the kind of life I could ever get away with, or deserve. This goes along with another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.”

“This goes along with another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.”

“Another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.”

“I believe that everyone else my age is an adult whereas I am merely in disguise.”

“At least I was capable of knowing there was some other kind of life possible, even if I was having trouble achieving it. They believed that the way they were living was the only kind of life that existed. They had no imagination to envision anything else, and no desire to reach it. I felt sorry for them. I still do sometimes, although that doesn't mean their constant idiocy isn't capable of driving me to the brink of madness. They never have learned from their mistakes. It would probably be easier on everyone if I stopped expecting them to.”

“Sometimes I wish I could just be like everyone else my age and not think at all.”