Everyone, that's who. Every bored receptionist sighing each time the phone rings. Every family man who is just waiting to come out of the closet, move to Las Vegas and become a chorus boy. All those folks waiting to write their novels, take those trips, wear that outfit. Yeah, it's all just a fantasy life.
Nobody ever changes.
Don't mind me, I'm just getting some thoughts out of my head. I'm going to dye my hair, change my name, and disappear. I'm always going to speak my mind. I'll either be loved or hated, but never ignored. I'm going to break hearts.