Too sick and freaked out not to want a bullet for every passer by, too sick and freaked out to breathe, too sick and freaked out to care, too sick and freaked out to think of anything but the annihilation of my mind and denial of my life. So sick and freaked out that I think everyone is my friend.
Henry RollinsAbout author
- Author's profession: Musician
- Nationality: american
- Born: February 13, 1961