Get off the cross, we need the wood.
Sometimes it seems like we're closer to our manicurists than we are our own souls. We have to find ways to get in touch with that and to listen to it and to hear it.
I'm trying not to move, it's just your ghost passing through
Some people hide more than others, and it does intrigue me.
People can travel great distances on a computer, so why can't we travel that way emotionally?
I don't know what a shrink would call me. I don't want to know.