My heart beats. Echoes into the cold streets. Where nightmares and darkness begin to meet.

It seems impossible to stop thinking about your ex-lover and the memories you have shared together.

One thing about music, when it hits you feel no pain.

Let me see you try to live without me. Now where's your heartbeat? Flat line on the EKG.

I just want to know that someone considers me theirs.

You really believe you want to die but in reality, you want to be saved.

Acting is a total physical, emotional sensation.

Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans.

The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.

Why are you trying so hard to fit in when you were born to stand out?