The road is long, we carry on, try to have fun in the meantime.

To be honest like when you work at something for a long time and then coming to a family of people who support what you do hmm... you are very lucky!

Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose. I will follow Satan. Dancing in the dark.

When things get bad enough, your only resort is to lie in bed and start praying.

I want to stay hopeful, even though I get scared about why we're even alive at all.

When I was younger I felt lonely... In terms of my thought processes. I had the constant feeling that I thought differently to everyone around me. So, I suppose I felt lonely for a home. I didn't know where I wanted to be, but I knew I wasn't there yet.

Do you know how expensive it is to look this cheap?