I mainly let my imagination be my reality. Fantasy is my reality.

Dark and lonely. I need somebody to hold me

It's more about, when I found someone that made me feel really happy, that was so different to the way I'd felt before in my life.

That love doesn’t come easily and that relationships are supposed to be a struggle. Everything else is so hard; hopefully love is the one thing that is actually fun.

It takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it, to know what true freedom is.

Pick your role models wisely, find out what they did and do it.

They judge me like a picture book, by the colors, like they forgot to read.