It's hard. Being 15, 16, 17. You get so angry. You want to do something with that anger. I guess try to find some other way to let it out. Don't kill people. Don't kill yourself. Let yourself grow up...
Everything changes, and there’s no denying that. But change isn’t always bad, as long as you hold onto who you truly are, and hold onto each other.
(a. & adv.) No, not. See No.
Love when you can, and fight when you must, but stand together and never give up, not to the enemy, and not on each other.
When the time comes, don’t be afraid to open the door, just make sure you choose the right one.
May your song guide you home.
Friendship is the best kind of ship.
Missing this interview? It's not the end of the world. It is the beginning.
You can’t get the blood out.
My eyes burn with tears, and I'm so tired. So tired of holding back everything I feel and want to say. So tired of being someone I'm not and making mistakes that I didn't have any fun making.
Misha, my best friend who got me into bed and fucked me with a lie.
