Kiss me out of desire, but not consolation.
Music is my mother and my father; it is my work and my rest...my blood...my compass...my love.
I just want to have a completely adventurous, passionate, weird life.
And though the meaning fits, there's no relief in this. I miss my beautiful friend.
I sacrificed my anonymity for my father, whereas he sacrificed me for his fame.
We are born to live, we are born to understand, we are born to carry a cursed pattern and be transformed by pain.