Fear Is A Friend Who's Misunderstood

I Mean, I’m Quite Happy. I’m Happy In All Aspects Of My Life. I'm Very Happy In All Aspects Of My Life.

I Mean There Are So Many Different Colors Of Life, Of Feeling, Of Articulation... So When I Meet Someone Who's An 8-color Type... I'm Like, 'hey Girl, Magenta!' And She's Like, 'oh, You Mean Purple!' And She Goes Off On Her Purple Thing, And I'm Like, 'no - I Want Magenta!'

I Think That One Of The Greatest Connections And Attractions You Can Have With Somebody, Is Understanding Somebody.

My Fear Is That I Go Up To The Girl Of My Dreams And Say 'i'm Sorry, But I've Got To Say Hello To You,' And She Slides The Stool Back And Gets Up And Walks Away, Saying, 'not For Me, Bub. I Don't Want Anything To Do With You.'

Life Is Like A Box Of Crayons. Most People Are The 8-color Boxes, But What You're Really Looking For Are The 64-color Boxes With The Sharpeners On The Back. I Fancy Myself To Be A 64-color Box, Though I've Got A Few Missing.