“There are times when I cling to happiness, and like a shot of whiskey, I consume it and feel its intensity within my heart and depraved soul in its entirety, and like waking from a dream, I awaken to my weary reality that’s riddled with sadness, pain, and emptiness. I can’t escape it, and so I try to manage my unhinged thoughts, which, for the most part, drive me insane only because I’m aware that reality is constant and inescapable.”