Remember me? I'm back to my old self again. No responsibilities, no attachments, no encumbrances. I don't want to own anything, love anyone, or get too attached to people, places or things. It's a rule that seems to work well for me.
If it's meant to be, they'll find a way to make it work eventually.
I don't want to have to give up me, in order to be his.
There's no style, nobody dresses up-you can't be chic [in San Francisco]
Don't worry about it. The right thing will come at the right time.
I'm one of them. The weirdos and the freaks. My point was that it's ok to be different, and from now on we'd better be, if we're going to make something of ourselves. It's the one thing I learned in school. Different is ok. -Victoria