My mother always told me if I really didn't wan to do something, if I was really tired, but if I had helped someone and I really went out of my way for them but I asked nothing for it, that I should donate my energy to the souls in purgatory-meaning that to give my goodness to those who are trapped. This is purgatory/limbo. This is a very Catholic thing that very few people really understand.

Most bands don't even last fourteen months let alone fourteen years.

So, I simply switched over to wine because it was not carbonated.

It's a funny thing, when you talk to God, you're religious, but when he talks to you, you're a psychopath.

I stay way from that area, and there's only so many songs you can write about love, sex and death.

We live to avoid death, we exist to avoid unexistence

I guess I've learned that there's really no such thing as a bad label, there is only a bad contract.