Be Bitter, Stay Angry, And Blame Everyone!

I'm Late To Everything. I've Always Wanted To Have It Written In My Will That When I Die, The Coffin Shows Up A Half Hour Late And Says On The Side, Like In Gold, 'sorry I'm Late'.

If Someone Asked Me If I Could Have Anything In The World, What Would L Want? If L Could Own Anything, Like Owning A Piece Of Art, L Think It Would Be Elton John's Publishing, On His First Seven Albums. I Don't Want The Money. Being Able To Own Those Songs Is Like Owning A Painting Of Someone You Admire.

Sometimes I Would Want To Sink, And Then While I Was Sinking I'd Go, "wait A Minute, This Isn't What I Want To Do," And I Would Calm Down While I Was Sinking And Then Start Rising Back To The Surface Again.

Let Sleeping Dogs Lie Or Lying Dogs Sleep Or Whatever. Time To Move On. People Get Divorced. Life Doesn't Owe You Your Own Personal Happy Ending Especially At Another's, Or In This Case Several Others', Expense.

We Take It For Granted We Know The Whole Story - We Judge A Book By Its Cover And Read What We Want Between Selected Lines.