Fashion Changes, Style Remains

I Don't Understand How A Woman Can Leave The House Without Fixing Herself Up A Little - If Only Out Of Politeness. And Then, You Never Know, Maybe That's The Day She Has A Date With Destiny. And It's Best To Be As Pretty As Possible For Destiny.

I'm So Sick Of Immaturity, Of Name-calling, Of Labels, Of Gossip, Of High School. It Doesn't Make Sense Anymore, And I Find Myself Being Nice To People That I Want To Strangle.

Arrogance Is In Everything I Do. It Is In My Gestures, The Harshness Of My Voice, In The Glow Of My Gaze, In My Sinewy, Tormented Face.

My Friends, There Are No Friends.

I Don't Care What You Think About Me. I Don't Think About You At All.