Sometimes I wonder if people know they're a walking cliché or stereotype, and I wonder if they're okay with that?

Bands always say they miss home. If I were ever on tour, I don't think I'd ever miss home. My friends would come see me, so what am I going home to?

And I'm coasting on potential towards a wall at a 100 miles an hour.

It scares me that I'm at an age where people find the person they'll spend the rest of their lives with--I know I won't.

Even though I hate cold weather, I love the smell & feeling of a heater on a rainy day.

Sometimes you have to look reality in the face and say 'no'