"You know what I want to do with the rest of my life? If I didn't have to eat and I was able to get Centrelink payments, I'd do it now. I' smoke weed.. Everyday, and draw what I hear and see from what the weed has fucked me up. Because that is, after all, my world - a different world, no one could relate but only show interest and comprehend. It would be my own little, cosy world. I want to sit down and write everything I see, detail or no detail, it doesn't matter, nothing would matter. Everything is beautiful. And once that happens; I think, nothing will exist, nothing will matter. Ooooh life."

"Because, its just simply, unfair. And life shouldn't be unfair because we have one and only one and no body wants to live a long, healthy life trying their best, working their asses off for nothing because someday, whether it be soon or not - we're all going to die.

Imagine; you die tomorrow, are you happy with what you've done? Are you content with your previous years? Would you change it, all?

Our journeys will diminish eventually so; there's no point trying, we just need to do what we like - what interests us. Well, those who deserve it because i'm all for prisons and that. Or maybe, if this race wasn't structured how it is, there wouldn't be harmful people. Imagine a world of your own, creator: you. Wouldn't that be fancy?"