I Choose To Believe In God, But

Good Days And Long Nights To Ya, Sai.

All You Need To Do Is Hold On Tight...and Believe.

Wow. This Makes Grand Central Look Like A Bus Stop In Buttfuck Nebraska.

When You're Five And You Hurt, You Make A Big Noise In The World. At Ten You Whimper. But By The Time You Make Fifteen You Begin To Eat The Poisoned Apples That Grow On Your Own Inner Tree Of Pain.

Love Among The Ruins... I'll Tell You Something, My Friend: Weird Love's Better Than No Love At All.