“There's something about lonely nights and my lipstick on your face ”
“Lonely, ain't it?Yes, but my lonely is mine. Now your lonely is somebody else's. Made by somebody else and handed to you. Ain't that something? A secondhand lonely.”
“I stamped, certified, and lipsticked my life in a package sent through Priority Mail directly to the devil herself...and there's no turning back.”
“Beauty, to me, is about being comfortable in your own skin. That, or a kick-ass red lipstick.”
“Please, don't go. It's lonely. There's a hole in my head as big as the world and it's so very lonely...”
“There's something undeniable about the posture of a person trying not to acknowledge your existance”