It Takes Time To Become Myself Every

I'd Wear Any Of My Private Attire For The World To See. But I Would Rather Have An Open Flesh Wound Than Ever Wear A Band Aid In Public.

Because The Sweeter The Cake, The More Bitter The Jelly Can Be.

The Only Better Thing Than A Unicorn, Is A Gay Unicorn.

I'm Drawn To Bad Romances.

Basically I Can't Sleep Without Every Single Song I'm Writing Repeating Endlessly, But I'm Loving It Again. Embracing The Torture, As I'm Assaulted By My Own Thoughts. Like A Locust Giving Birth To Earworms. Eeeeew!