Pretty Is Never Beautiful.

Years Go By Will I Still Be Waiting For Somebody Else To Understand Years Go By If I'm Stripped Of My Beauty And The Orange Clouds Raining In Head Years Go By Will I Choke On My Tears Till Finally There Is Nothing Left One More Casualty You Know We're Too Easy Easy Easy

To Me Glamour Isn't About Being Sparkly.

I Think You Need To Have People Around You Whose Standard Is High And Who Don't Accept Anything Less.

I Use Innocence In My Demeanor Like A Venus Flytrap.

Sometimes Those Demons Are Frightening And Sometimes They're Beautiful.