I cry alot-I dont know why, but it just helps me. I cry over bad and good stuff-sometimes sadness can be beautiful
Inspiration comes in the middle of the night when you should be doing homework.
If people are making fun of you, then you're probably doing something right.
It's okay to laugh at me, I only look scary.
The only comfort within chaos is admitting you have no control.
My darlings, if I can't write dark, epic music, I can't live!