I used to think that my life was a tragedy, but now I realize, it’s a comedy.
The worst part of having a mental illness is people expect you to behave as if you don’t.
For my whole life, I didn’t know if I even really existed. But I do, and people are starting to notice.
What do you get when you cross a mentally ill loner with a society that abandons him and treats him like trash? You get what you fuckin’ deserve!
Comedy is subjective, Murray. Isn’t that what they say? All of you, the system that knows so much, you decide what’s right or wrong. The same way that you decide what’s funny or not.