Tease Hair, Not Homos!

People Die All Around Us All The Time. Drop Like Flies. Overdose. Aids. Sometimes They Kill Themselves. People Come. They Go. Dying Is The Same As Rehab Or Moving Back To Missouri. It Just Means I Won't Be Seeing Them Again

And What Do We Have Here? A Scary Monster, Cowboy, And A Fairy Princess! Here's A Hit Of Ecstasy, Run Along Now.

Funny, That No Matter Where You Are In The World, There's Always Someone Eager To Help You Destroy Yourself.

No, Michael, I Do Not Trust You On A Boat, I Do Not Trust You On A Goat. I Do Not Trust You Here. I Do Not Trust You There. I Do Not Trust You Anywhere.

We Are All Freaks. Yes! Alone In Our Rooms At Night, We Are All Weirdoes And Outcasts And Losers. That Is What Being A Teenager Is All About! Whether You Admit It Or Not, You Are All Worried That The Others Won’t Accept You, That If They Knew The Real You, They Would Recoil In Horror. Each Of Us Carries With Us A Secret Shame That We Think Is Somehow Unique…and If We Are, Each Of Us, Freaks – Then Can’t We Accept What’s Different In Each Other And Move On?