But who cares? I can honestly look back and realize that everything happened for a reason. Everything that fell apart has fallen back into place beautifully and magically.
There's nothing I hate more than nothing.
Religion is a light in the fog.
What I am is what I am. Are you what you are - or what?
It's hard to believe that you're really here, so I just pretend that you're not here.
When I'm all alone, nobody else can say goodbye.