Most Of My Young Years Were Spent

No One Ever Loses Anyone. We Are All One Soul That Needs To Continue Growing And Developing In Order For The World To Carry On And For Us All To Meet Once Again.

I Write From My Soul. This Is The Reason That Critics Don't Hurt Me, Because It Is Me. If It Was Not Me, If I Was Pretending To Be Someone Else, Then This Could Unbalance My World, But I Know Who I Am.

Because When Everyone Dreams, But Only A Few Realize Their Dreams, That Makes Cowards Of Us All.

When A Person Really Desires Something, All The Universe Conspires To Help That Person To Realize His Dream.

I Kissed Him Hard. The Few People In The Bar Must Have Been Thinking That All They Were Seeing Was Just A Kiss. They Didn't Know That This Kiss Stood For My Whole Life - And His Life, As Well. The Life Of Anyone Who Has Waited, Dreamed, And Searched For Their True Path. The Moment Of That Kiss Contained Every Happy Moment I Had Ever Lived.