Id rather be seen the way I am now instead of falling over myself walking out of a club.

Who are you?" I asked. "You know who I am," he replied. "I'm yours." ~Clea / Sage, pg. 105

It was moving, but so absurd that I nearly laughed out loud. I imagined a new line of Hallmark cards: "Thank you for not killing my boyfriend, even if it risks killing you.

People are going to say what they want to say and think what they want to think, and I can't change their minds.

When the darkness rolls in, I'll be there through thick and thin.

The devil comes to bring a fate you couldn't imagine in your wildest dream.

Now my music is kind of pop-rock, right? If I'm 25 and singing still, I don't want to be singing music like that.