A Couple Drinks. A Couple Aspirin. Repeat.

You Could Stab A Knife Right Through My Heart And You'd Be Too Late.

Cults Make People Sing So Hard For So Long - Because It Over-oxygenates The Blood And Sets Them Up To Faint.

Are These Things Really Better Than The Things I Already Have? Or Am I Just Trained To Be Dissatisfied With What I Have Now?

We Are Not Special. We Are Not Crap Or Trash, Either. We Just Are. We Just Are, And What Happens Just Happens.

Ever Since College, I Make Friends. They Get Married. I Lose Friends.