Conversations Inside My Head

This place is a barren waste land, all of the people who claimed to have loved me left me for dead. Most of my family is dead to me, and I can count the people I care about on one hand. I've got enough problems to fill a library, maybe it's time to try new land and leave my problems here.

Damn, you must have some really bitter memories.

You have no idea.

Oh, and running away from it is so much better. Then you’ll be lonely again, Maxwell, and we all know how much you like being lonely.

Shut up! I love being on my own! I don't need anyone but me!

Smooth, Maxwell; real smooth.

You don't understand I have nothing left here, every time I turn around there are more people waiting to stab me in the back! I've got so much history here! I can't handle all of these people staring at me, watching and waiting for me to fuck up!

Paranoid, aren’t we?

I'm not paranoid! I'm just cautious! I know how people get hurt and I'm tired of being the one who gets all the beatings! I haven't got any real friends, all of the people who I think might care about me I'm scared will pick up and leave as soon as they get the chance!

Perhaps you are looking at this in the wrong way. Perhaps they just have issues being friendly.

Friendly issues my ass; they just have Maxwell issues, plain and simple as fucking day.

Shows how many real friends you have, huh?

Yeah, your a real help here with this wanting to die issue.

I'll get back to you on that.