If you're going to die, then die. If you are going to live, then fight.

I still own my heart, which I know because it hurts so much.

I am personally not a lover of audiobooks in general, and I am indeed one of those people who don't count listening to a book being read by someone else as actually having read that book. It simply is not reading.

Thank you. It used to be knee length, but then I discovered that when I get angry I like to cut things. I'm not allowed to have scissors any more. It's still pretty lengthy, but I've been threatening to shave half of it for the past week and nobody seems to believe me... I do it all myself though because I scream when I'm touched and that scares people.

Perfume was first created to mask the stench of foul and offensive odors... Spices and bold flavorings were created to mask the taste of putrid and rotting meat... What then was music created for? Was it to drown out the voices of others, or the voices within ourselves? I think I know.

And if I end up with blood on my hands, well I know, that you'll understand, 'cause I fight like a girl.

It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill.