Our insanity is not that we see people who aren’t there. It’s that we ignore the ones who are.
This is my body. It is no one's but mine.
My heart is still a leather jacket I am waiting to give to someone sweet.
Someday we will dare to trade good for true
I thought, "The flowers, save the flowers..." I never thought for a second we wouldn't save the people
For Halloween I'm gonna be emotionally stable. No one's gonna know it's me.