The Way It Always Did.

Everything I Went Through," He Said. "for You. It Was Worth It.

When I Was A Little Kid, Before I Learned How To Write, I Would Tell Stories.

You Don't Want Me Here, I Don't Wanna Be Here, So Why Am I Here?

I Look At You Because I Can't Look Away.

I've Always Kind Of Wrote When I Wanted To. Once I Get The Idea In My Head And Get It Outlined Out, I Usually Just Sit And Write Until It's Done.