There are rules you follow here not because you want to, but because you have to.

The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. they had become stories

She wasn't bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall. And how her face looked when she realized she was in love with that boy.

Well, I think that part of being young is not exactly knowing why you do some of the things that you do. And it's by exploring your life or experimenting or making mistakes and learning from them hopefully that you start to forge an identity.

Music is a vital part of my life, and it has been since I was a kid. It helped me find my identity as a person, it helped me find my identity as an artist, and it helped me get in touch with emotions that I didn't know I had.

It's kind of like when you look at yourself in the mirror and you say your name. And it gets to a point where none of it seems real.