The world is a goddamned evil place, the strong prey on the weak, the rich on the poor; Iβve given up hope that there is a God that will save us all. How am I supposed to believe that thereβs a heaven and a hell when all I see now is hell.
I like living in my head because in there, everyone is kind and innocent. Once you start integrating yourself into the world, you realize that people are nasty, mean creatures. They're worse than zombies. People try to crush your soul and destroy your happiness, but zombies just want to have a little nibble of your brain.