You were born to be real, not to be perfect. You are here to be you, not to live someone else’s life.

You were born to be real, not to be perfect. You are here to be you, not to live someone else’s life.

Why don’t you tell me that “if the girl had been  worth having, she’d have waited for you”? No, sir, the girl really worth  having won’t wait for anybody!”

Why don’t you tell me that “if the girl had been worth having, she’d have waited for you”? No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody!

“The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.”

The best thing about the bedroom was the bed. I liked to stay in bed for hours, even during the day with covers pulled up to my chin. It was good in there, nothing ever occurred in there, no people, nothing.

“She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.”

She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.

There she was my new best friendHigh heels in her hands, swayin’ in the windWhile she starts to cry, mascara runnin’ down her little Bambi eyes:“Lana, how I hate those guys.”

There she was my new best friend
High heels in her hands, swayin’ in the wind
While she starts to cry, mascara runnin’ down her little Bambi eyes:
“Lana, how I hate those guys.”

To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.

To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.

“It seems these days that I’ve got so many thoughts in my head, that if I don’t get them out I might explode.”

It seems these days that I’ve got so many thoughts in my head, that if I don’t get them out I might explode.