Everytime the leaves are changing it's the loneliest time of the year

I know my voice is very distinctive because in a room of 100 people, my voice is always picked out.

My grandmother was an English teacher for a while. And she stressed to me the importance of reading, being able to articulate well.

Jail and the streets go hand in hand. You can't have one with out the other. They coincide.

I have trust issues with allowing other individuals to know my innermost secrets for fear of how I may be viewed. Everyone has this.

You have to be intimate with a person to know that person.

The ones that hate you most tend to be the people you know