Everyone knows almost everything about me. I make it very clear that I’m cool with people knowing all my personal life through my songs.
People fall in love in mysterious ways. Maybe it’s all part of a plan...
And I know these scars will bleed, but both of our hearts believe all of these stars will guide us home.
Be yourself. Embrace your quirks.
I really don’t know what’s good or bad art because all the art I like people tell me is tasteless.
I think the moment you start trying to please a fan base is when you start going downhill. I’m going to always, always write about what I want, even if it doesn’t necessarily cater to most of them.
I’ve been feeling everything. From hate to love. From love to lust. From lust to truth. I guess that’s how I know you.
For me, Spotify is not even a necessary evil. It helps me do what I want to do.
No one else is going to do it for you. If you want it bad enough, then go out and do it yourself.
I don’t think that there’s much that sets me apart from other musicians, but I think there are definitely things that set me apart from other kinds of artists.
I kind of like the way that I came up as an artist. I like experimenting.
I would say, you can never do enough gigs and you can never do enough songs. Make sure that every opportunity you can, play a show and every opportunity you can, write a song.
The more you write tunes, the better they will become. The more you do gigs, the better you will become. It’s just kind of like the facts of life; the practice makes perfect thing. Keep your fingers crossed, start from the bottom and work your way up.
With music, you could stick someone with a musical instrument or even not a musical instrument, get them to showcase their talent, and within 30 seconds you could tell whether they were good or not, but with acting you have to give them the right part.
Just be you. That’s the best advice I can give. There are seven billion people in this world and there is no one like you.
You start off with a little spark, and it’s whether or not you nurture that spark. You have to expand it and work on it.
Before I save someone else, I have to save myself.
And I will stop trying to fall in love again, and keep it a secret. It never works out anyway.
It’s alright to die cause death is the only thing you haven’t tried.
And I don’t get waves of missing you anymore, they’re more like tsunami tides in my eyes.
And with a feeling I’ll forget, I’m in love now.