I Took The Volume To A Table,

To Know I Was Beautiful In His Eyes Made Me Beautiful.

Life Should Always Be Like This. ... Like Lingering Over A Good Meal.

This Was The Wonderful Thing About Strangers. They Were Big Blank Pieces Of Paper, You Could Draw Watever You Like On Their Impresionable Surfaces

A Person Didn’t Need To Be Beautiful, They Just Needed To Be Loved. But I Couldn’t Help Wanting It. If That Was The Way I Could Be Loved, To Be Beautiful, I’d Take It

I'm Always Looking For Something New And Interesting To Say. And It Can't Be Something I'm Directly Experiencing.