"We're all in pain, all of us, and we all do what we can to escape that pain. I wish I could. I watch people and what they do. I watch how they run away from what they feel, myself included. Pot, booze, sex, whatever it is - we run away in terror screaming. Pretending like it's all ok, when it's not. We want love, we want acceptance, we miss people, we want them back. We want to scream and we wish that the screaming would make it better. We wish that the scream, the tearing of the throat, the rawness, the pain, the loss of voice was penance enough for the crime, but it's not. It's never enough. We are all running on a deficit. We owe something and no matter what we pay it's never enough."