I Think A Lot Of People Love

Memories Are Not Recycled Like Atoms And Particles In Quantum Physics; They Can Be Lost Forever.

Basically I Can't Sleep Without Every Single Song I'm Writing Repeating Endlessly, But I'm Loving It Again. Embracing The Torture, As I'm Assaulted By My Own Thoughts. Like A Locust Giving Birth To Earworms. Eeeeew!

I Was Changing My Outfits, My Looks, My Wig, Sometimes Several Times A Day. That's When I Know My Soul Is Restless.

Be Brave And Celebrate With Us Your 'perceived Flaws,' As Society Tells Us. May We Make Our Flaws Famous, And Thus Redefine The Heinous.

'born This Way' Is About Being Yourself, And Loving Who You Are And Being Proud.