There's So Many Inspiring People

I Can't Describe It In Words, But I Can See It In My Head, Its Color, Its Light, Its Shapes, And I've Managed To Synthesize My Love For Myself By Way Of Many Different Reasonings And Processes, And I've Been Able To Really Synthesize My Own Satisfaction And Things That Do It For Me. They've Usually Been Self-taught, Self-instructed, Self-refined. So To Be With Anybody Else Has To Somewhat Lie In That Comfort Zone I've Created With Myself So Well.

I'm Trying Everything I Can Not To Be Jaded 'cause I Don't Like Jaded Musicians.

Life Is Like A Box Of Crayons. Most People Are The 8-color Boxes, But What You're Really Looking For Are The 64-color Boxes With The Sharpeners On The Back. I Fancy Myself To Be A 64-color Box, Though I've Got A Few Missing.

We're Supposed To Lose Our Friends To Time, At An Age When We're Ready To Agree To The Terms Of Having Lived A Long Life. Not Now.

I Am Beginning To Know What It Feels Like To Be A Woman. To Have People Looking At You All The Time. And I'm Sorry Ladies, I Had No Idea! But People Are Looking At Me All The Time. It's Like I Have Musical Boobies!