Who says I breathe music? Who says I even breathe?

You have to fall in love to be in love, but falling in love isn't the same as being in love

Life might take you down different roads. But each of you gets to decide which one to take.

I am adrenaline slammed into inertia: a fast car stuck in traffic.

I`m surrounded by people and feel alone.

Travelling's not something you're good at. It's something you do. Like breathing. You can't work too much at it, or it feels like work. You have to surrender yourself to the chaos. To the accidents.

I want to make her cry and then lick up the tears.