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Our Lives Are Merely Trees Of Possibilities.

Some People Think Because I Wear Makeup That I Am Gay. But One Thing Has Nothing To Do With The Other.

If God Were To Appear In My Room, Obviously I Would Be In Awe, But I Don't Think I Would Be Humble. I Might Cry, But I Think He Would Dig Me Like Crazy.

Book After Book, I Get Hooked, Every Time The Writer Talks To Me Like A Friend.

Its Like If You Take Acid, It Burns Out Brain Cells And They Dont Regrow. Rock Is Like That-it Has Killed Beautiful People Musically, Physically And Mentally.