I'm a pro at pretending! It was a huge shock to everyone when I overdosed when I was 15.... To date, my parents have still never once attempted to talk to me about it, aside from telling me I'd better not do that ever again and making belitting remarks about it. (Oh, and my mom named our dog Ty after tyelonol... which was what I OD'd on) I'm still a very great pretender, but I try to not be. Sometimes I overcompensate (especially in relationships) and talk about EVERYTHING that is possibly going on... which overwhelms people. I can't really seem to find a balance most of the time.

And talking abouy lyrics - in highschool I wrote a poem called "Inventive Ways to Die". I thought it was hilarious. I still do, but I wonder about why I find it so...