"May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."
"Would someone care to classify, a broken heart is a twisted mind so I can find someone to rely on and run to them, to them, full speed ahead, no you are not useless we are just, Misguided Ghosts."— Paramore