Lloyd drinking a caprisun: Guess I'll drink my sorrows away

Lloyd, writing in their diary with a glitter gel pen: I'm losing my sense of humanity. Nothing matters. God is dead. There's blood on my hands.

Lloyd: Helpful grammar tip: “farther” is for physical distance, “further” is for methaphorical distance, and “father” is for emotional distance!

Lloyd: I tried to write ‘I'm a functional adult’ but my phone changed it to ‘fictional adult’ and i feel like that’s more accurate.

Lloyd: What can therapy do for me that screaming in my car for 30 minutes can’t?

Harumi: I think my guardian angel drinks.

Harumi: The Crystal King has let me live another day and I'm going to make it everyone's problem.

Harumi: And I'd love to be sorry for that, but we all know I've done much, much worse.

Harumi: I was born for politics. I have great hair and I love lying.