Christina Perri Quotes
Music has been my everything since day one. It's been my shoulder to cry on, my rock and my best friend.
And all along I believed I would find you. Time has brought your heart to me. I have loved you for a thousand years. I'll love you for a thousand more.
My earliest memories as a child are listening to Beatles records, and they are a big part of how I've learned to write pop songs.
You need to love yourself and be yourself one hundred percent before you can actually love someone else.
Yes, my first memory of singing, in general, was of a Christmas song. And then listening to Christmas music was really the first music I was ever connected to.
If you could envision... the meaning of a tragedy... you might be surprised to hear, its you and me.
In real life, I'm such a dorky, happy person. I express myself in three ways: I talk a lot, I write songs and I get tattoos.
I try to get through emotional pain and not go around it, it always ends sooner that way. I also use chocolate.
I depend on my family and friends a lot. I have a group of people I'm always honest and current with. I try to get through pain and not go around it, it always ends sooner that way.
I'm a total protein shake junkie nerd. I get creative every morning - you never know what you're gonna get in my shake... fruit? Peanut butter? Ice-cream?
Everything around me inspires and influences me. Mainly love - falling in it, losing it, loving it and hating it.
When people come to my shows, they have the freedom to feel something, and we're all just a big bowl of feels.
I was kind of an outcast in school 'cause I always kept to myself and was writing poetry and then going on tour with my brother band all the time, so kids didn't know what to make of me.
It felt very natural to me to write a Christmas song, but at the same time I had to really put all sorts of pressure aside and just let the creativity flow and see what came out.
I don't take anything too seriously. If I do, I realize pretty quickly that's why I'm uncomfortable.
2AM where do i begin, Crying off my face again, The silent sound of lonliness, Wants to follow me to bed
