I count in my head when I want to block everything out.

People are loud, obnoxious, stupid, stubborn. And music is unhealthy, music makes everything harder, everything worse.

Math is the only thing emotionless enough to keep me sane.

Shut up, world. I don’t want to hear your fucking stammering.

WTF. Words don’t help. Why the fuck would words help now?… when they never have before?

I want to be locked away somewhere in a padded room. Where I can be alone in the dark.

Shut up, Max. Just shut up.