If Letters Had Eyebrows, These Would Be

I'm Not Addicted To Drugs, I'm Addicted To Glamour.

Tease Hair, Not Homos!

We Are All Freaks. Yes! Alone In Our Rooms At Night, We Are All Weirdoes And Outcasts And Losers. That Is What Being A Teenager Is All About! Whether You Admit It Or Not, You Are All Worried That The Others Won’t Accept You, That If They Knew The Real You, They Would Recoil In Horror. Each Of Us Carries With Us A Secret Shame That We Think Is Somehow Unique…and If We Are, Each Of Us, Freaks – Then Can’t We Accept What’s Different In Each Other And Move On?

It's All About Self-expression; You Know, If You Feel Like A Troll Then You Should Look Like A Troll. It Doesn't Matter What You Look Like. I Mean, If You Have A Hunchback Just Throw A Little Glitter On It, Honey, And Go Dancing!

We Didn't Wish -- Wishes Are Wasted... We Didn't Hope -- Because Our Future Was Inevitable... And We Didn't Pray -- We Were On Our Own.