New York is made up of millions of different people, and they all come here looking for something

And this was why falling for the butterflies was never a good idea. I didn't feel all bubbly and excited now. I felt cold and broken and empty.

Saying you liked all music meant that you didn't love any.

New York is made up of millions of different people, and they all come here looking for something

I might not be able to hold my drink or my man, but what I can hold, is a tune. Point me in the right direction and give me a bloody mic.

Bloody Facebook- and to think I'd enjoyed The Social Network. Clearly Mark Zuckerberg was the devil.

A break up is the closest thing to bereavement