I'm Sick Of Not Having The Courage

Know Your True Measurements And Dress Your Mind Accordingly

If A Girl Looks Swell When She Meets You, Who Gives A Damn If She's Late? Nobody.

Who Wants Flowers When Youre Dead? Nobody.

She Was There, And She Was The Whole City, And That’s That.

I Love To Write And I Assure You I Write Regularly... But I Write For Myself, For My Own Pleasure. And I Want To Be Left Alone To Do It.