我的音乐就是我的日记。
I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
我不在乎你是否被冒犯,我不在乎。
艺术应该让舒适的人不安,让不安的人舒适。