I still love writing in my journal and wearing sparkly dresses and looking at old chandeliers.

I don’t think there’s an option for me to fall in love slowly, or at medium speed. I either do or I don’t.

In my mind, I see all of my passionate memories in bright, burning Red.

But when I hear a great song, I can't help but be inspired by it, regardless of whatever genre that song falls under.

Hearing a crowd scream is the coolest sound in the world. It can motivate me to do anything.

Most of the time, songs that I write end up being finished in 30 minutes or less.

Any relationship I ever have will have to be hidden, or else it will be destroyed before it even starts.