“I’m become so numb, I can’t feel you there. I’ve become so tired, so much more aware. I’m becoming this, all I want to do, is be more like me, and be less like you.”

I’ll face myself to cross out what I’ve become, erase myself, and let go of what I’ve done.

And when you’re feeling empty, keep me memory, and leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest.

The 2000s were full of baggy pants and colored hair.

I know I’ll never trust a single thing you say. You knew your lies would divide us, but you lied anyway. And all the lies have got you floating up above us all. But what goes up has got to fall

I tried so hard, and got so far, but in the end, it doesn’t even matter. I had to fall to lose it all, but in the end, it doesn’t even matter.

Crawling in my skin these wounds, they will not heal. Fear is how I fall confusing what is real.

I want to find something I’ve wanted all along, Somewhere I belong.

Things aren’t the way they were before, you wouldn’t even recognize me anymore. Not that you knew me back then, but it all comes back to me in the end.

The hardest part of ending is starting again.

Everything you say to me takes me one step closer to the edge, and I’m about to break.

It’s harder starting over, than never to have changed.

Sometimes beginnings aren’t so simple, sometimes goodbye’s the only way.

I felt this way before. So insecure.

What goes up will surely fall and I’m counting down the time.

I have been able to tap into all the negative things that can happen to me throughout my life by numbing myself to the pain so to speak and kind of being able to vent it through my music.

It’s easier to run, Replacing this pain with something numb, It’s so much easier to go, Than face all this pain here all alone.

Patriotism is too deep a feeling to depict in the posing for a photograph.

My general attitude to life is to enjoy every minute of every day. I never do anything with a feeling of, ‘Oh God, I’ve got to do this today.’

Dress gives one the outward sign from which people in general can, and often do, judge upon the inward state of mind and feelings.

Feeling free, let us fly, into the boundless, beyond the sky, for we were born to never die.

Pray, pray be composed, and do not betray what you feel to every body present.

She always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day.

Feel good about yourself. You have been blessed and you might not have even realized it.

That’s the problem with love; we only know when we’ve found it because it just feels right.