I Can't Even Think Of The Words

I Hate Polite Conversation. I Hate It When People Stand Around And Go, "hi, How Are You?" I Hate Words That Don't Have Any Reason Or Meaning. Also I Hate It When People Smoke In Elevators And Closed In Places. It's Just So Rude.

I Think You Can Be Defiant And Rebellious And Still Be Strong And Positive.

Romance Should Be Spontaneous, But In My Career I'm Totally In Control.

One Set Of Circumstances Does Not Complete You. Maybe Nothing Ever Does. So You Work On Your Life And You Work On Your 'work' And You Try To Live Every Single Day Like It's Your Last. And You Try To Be Better, To Yourself And To Others. I Don't Always Succeed. But I Try And It's My Goal.

There's No Greater Power Than The Power Of Good-bye.