Klonopin Is A Horrible, Dangerous Drug.

You Don’t Need Help To Write A Song. You Just Need To Get Over This Experience That Bummed You Out So Bad. The Relationship You Were In Is Over, It Was Over A Long Time Ago, And You Need To Move On.

For Me... It's The Only Life That I've Ever Known And Love Is Only One... Fine Star...away Even Though The Living Is Sometimes Laced With Lies... It's Alright... The Feeling Remains Even After The Glitter Fades

I Keep All My Poems In My Journals And Lock Them Away. They Are The Start Of Everything.

I'm Going To Be Singing Dreams And Rhiannon When I'm 75 - And That's Just Fine With Me. I Just Hope My Chiffon Doesn't Get Tangled In My Rocking Chair.

And The Moon Never Beams Without Bringing Me Dreams And The Sun Never Shines But I See The Bright Eyes I Lie Down By The Side Of My Darling My Life, My Life.