Occasionally, something will happen that will change your opinion of someone irrevocably, that will shatter the ideal you've built up around a person and force you to see them for the fallible and human creature they really are.
You wanted perfect, you got your perfect; but now I'm too perfect for someone like you.
I have mood poisoning. Must be something I hate.
When you're taught to love everyone, to love your enemies, then what value does that place on love?
I spent hours flipping through the stations, watching Pat Robertson preach about society's evils and then ask people to call him with their credit card number.
She said kiss me it'll heal, but it wont forget.
To me, anything that is a church is really just far too close minded.
The burden of originality is one that most people don't want to accept. They'd rather sit in front of the tv and let that tell them what they're supposed to like, what they're supposed to buy, and what they're supposed to laugh at.
Art gives me the freedom I don't have when I make music. In music you feel a connection to the voice and think about the person behind it. In art that's secondary.
Art to me is a question mark.