“There are certain songs I cannot hear because they are so personal that it hurts me to listen.”

Cause I’m a musician, I’m not really good at posing and being a model, like, modeling.

I know I’m talented, but I wasn’t put here to sing. I was put here to be a wife and a mom and look after my family.

I’m romantic. I fall in love every day. Not with people but with situations. The other day, I saw a tramp polishing his shoes. That just gripped my heart.

I’m a young woman and I’m going to write about what I know.

If you don’t throw yourself into something, you’ll never know what you could have had.

I’m a realist and a dreamer. There are certain things you can give certain people and certain things you can’t.

I saw a picture of myself when I came out of the hospital. I didn’t recognize myself.

If you’re nice to me I’ll never write anything bad about you.

I do suffer from depression, I suppose. Which isn’t that unusual. You know, a lot of people do.

I didn’t think it was special to be able to sing.

I fall in love every day. Not with people but with situations.

Over futile odds, and laughed at by the gods And now the final frame. Love is a losing game.

Christina Aguilera has her own style, so good on her. I don’t think anyone’s every told her to put on some leather chaps and get her noonie out. She’s an amazing singer but a lot of her music I can’t even hear.

I don’t care what people think about me. Never did, never will. Life is too short to be worrying about that shit.

I believe in fate and I believe that things happen for a reason, but I don’t think that there’s a high power, necessarily. I believe in karma very much though.

I’ve always written poetry but I didn’t realise it was a therapy for me until I was maybe 15. That’s when my singing started to come together as well because I was listening to so much jazz. What I love I will always embrace.

They wished you a home full of hurt but you deserve a home full of healing.

Though I sleep with nightmares of the one who hurt me I wake up with the one who heals me.

As I feel your heart shatter like sand through my helpless fingers I envision ripples through the tar of your blood.

As I feel your heart shatter like sand through my helpless fingers I envision ripples through the tar of your blood.

As a child, I loved playing hide & seek, but now it seems like I’ve been lost for a long, & no one is looking for me.

Don’t punish yourself by staying with people who hurt you. When they start destroying your peace instead of protecting it, it’s time to let go of them.

Caution: I’m broken, and sometimes my sharp edges hurt the ones that get too close.

I won’t miss another day because the day before hurt my feelings won’t hold me to ransom time is no longer borrowed I’ll wait, for a better tomorrow.