Love Is Love, And There Will Never

Though Dreams Can Be Deceiving; Like Faces Are To Hearts, They Serve For Sweet Relieving, When Fantasy And Reality Lie Too Far Apart.

I Want To Be Like The Patron Saint Of Reality.

How Can I Ask Anyone To Love Me When All I Do Is Beg To Be Left Alone?

If You Want To See Me Cry, Just Come To A Photo Shoot.

For Me, The Best Times Are Always Going To Be The Most Intense, The Ones With The Highest Highs And The Lowest Lows.