I See Love As An Evolution Of

I Got Expelled From My School When I Was 12; I Was Quite Bad!

I Remember When I Was Younger I Used To Write In My Diary: I Want My Luck To Be Spread. “never Give Me Anything Too Lucky All At Once. I'll Take A Little Luck Now And Then, But Spread It For Seventy Years. “now That All Of This Is Happening, I'm Sure The Rest Of My Life Will Be Ruined.

Frankly, I Have No Sex Appeal. Just Strolling In Los Angeles, London, Or Paris, You Will Find A Bunch Of Young Guys Like Me. I Am Not James Dean.

My Dad Said To Me The Other Day, I Really Am An Artistic Person. I Was Shocked As I Never Saw Him As A Creative. I Think Me And My Sisters Are Living Out That Side Of Him As My Sister Is Another Creative Person, She's A Songwriter.

I'll Probably Go To London And Hide.