don't let us get sick, don't let us get old, don't let us get stupid, alright? just make us be brave, and make us play nice, and let us be together tonight.

I've been to Paris. And it ain't that pretty at all.

I'd like to go back to Paris someday and visit the Lourve museum, get a good running start, and hurl myself at the wall.

Little old lady got mutilated late last night, werewolves of London, again.

All I can say is what I've always said: If you break your leg, stop thinking about dancing and start decorating the cast.

We made mad love shadow love random love and abandoned love. Accidentally like a martyr. The hurt gets worse, and the heart gets harder.

I'm very well acquainted with the seven deadly sins, I keep a busy schedule trying to fit them in.