How to Kill a Rock Star

by Tiffanie DeBartolo

feeling something—anything—made me conscious that I was alive.

“I’m more afraid to die than I am to live,”

I had the feeling I’d just found something I didn’t even know I’d lost.

“Fate is just another word for people’s choices coming to a head. Destiny, coincidence, whatever you name it. It inevitably lies in our own hands.”

it’s easy to think of the future as being so far away, there’s a good chance it will never arrive.

Note to self: The past is gone. Let it go.

“Get it? Inside every believe, there’s a lie.”