Some call love a curse, some call love a thiefBut she’s my homeAnd she’s as much apart for this broken heart, but see Broken bones always seem to mendI’ll taste the devil’s tearsDrink from his soul, but I’ll never give up you I’ll taste the devil’s tearsDrink from his soul, but I’ll never give up you (x)

Some call love a curse,
some call love a thief
But she’s my home
And she’s as much apart
for this broken heart, but see
Broken bones always seem to mend
I’ll taste the devil’s tears
Drink from his soul,
but I’ll never give up you
I’ll taste the devil’s tears
Drink from his soul,
but I’ll never give up you (x)








“The word ‘Normal’ has become, like, a cringing word to me. Because, who wants to be normal? Normal is something millions of people do every single day. To be abnormal, to me, is what’s a lot more fun. And I think the individualism of that is what life’s all about…I’m very abnormal, and I love it.”

“The word ‘Normal’ has become, like, a cringing word to me. Because, who wants to be normal? Normal is something millions of people do every single day. To be abnormal, to me, is what’s a lot more fun. And I think the individualism of that is what life’s all about…I’m very abnormal, and I love it.”