If You Ask Me, Music Is The

After All, How Many Of Us Had Tried To Forget Something Traumatic...only To Find It Printed On The Back Of Our Eyelids, Tattooed On Our Tongues?

People Don’t Just Disappear. There’s Always A Reason, Or An Enemy With A Grudge. There’s Always A Loose Thread That Starts To Unravel.

Because Hate's Just The Flip Side Of Love. Like Heads And Tails On A Dime. If You Don't Know What It Feels Like To Love Someone, How Would You Know What Hate Is? One Can't Exist Without The Other.

When A Freedom Is Taken Away From You, I Suppose, You Recognize It As A Privilege, Not A Right.

Missed Opportunities Were Never Superficial Wounds; They Cut Straight To The Bone.