"What's the matter Mary Jane? You had a hard day? So place your Don't Disturb sign on the door"

"Sometimes is never quite enough. If you're flawless, then you'll win my love."

"I see right through you, I know right through you, I feel right through you, I walk right through you"

"We all had our reason to be there, we all had a thing or two to learn, we all needed something to cling to, so we did"

"Hello Mr. Man, ya didn't think I'd come back. You didn't think I'd show up with my arm, and this ammuntion on my back. Now that I'm Miss Fame, now that I'm a zillionaire, you scan the credits for your name-and wonder why it's not there!"

"And everytime you speak her name, does she know how you told me you'd hold me until you die, til you die! Well? You're still alive!!!!!!!"

Wow, how many different ways can you say it Alanis? I'm sure I could find more, but these came to mind first . . .

Why are things so complicated, even when they seem so easy?

FUCK!

I really am starting to get sick of being alone every friday and saturday night . . . I need people to occupy my time . . . and stat . . . and tonight my mum was all like "You should just get a full-time job instead of going away next year and then do what I know you're going to do anyways" and I of course was giving the teenage scoff - you know the "dont act like you know me" one - and I'm like "Oh yea, and what am I going to do" and she's all like "Theatre arts" and I'm like "maybe" . . . fuck! she's such a hypocrite! I mean, first she tells me I'm not gunna make it and now she tells me to do it, I mean make up your mind . . . I just gotta get outta the 'Coe . . . I can't take it anymore . . . oh well . . . enough ranting I'm going to see ppl . . . bye . . .

Here we are,

Never thought I'd see

The day when you'd leave me.

Life has a funny way

Of jerking you around.

When you're standing tall

And nothin' can go wrong,

You're slapped back to the ground.

And it feels like you'll,

Never stand on your own again.

So you crawl back to the one

Who cast you away

Only to be persecuted

Day after day.

And as soon as you

Regain some strength,

Some hope,

Some faith,

You realize that what you're

Fretting over is only a

Barrier that you've to overcome

A fork in the road

A  perpetual journey to find

Where the sun goes at night

A question with no words

A wish with no star

A prayer that will never be answered

A love that never matured

An end that came too soon.