The Run I Was On Made Sinatra,

I Have To Tell Them That Last Night Was A Shameful Train Wreck Filled With Blind Cuddly Puppies.

I Was Actually Disappointed Because I Thought The Mistakes I Made Is That People Misinterpret My Passion For Anger.

I'm Tired Of Ignoring That I March To A Different Beat.

I've Always Been A Little Skittish About Death. On Certain Days I'm Okay With It. On Other Days It's Like, "really? I Have To? No, Man, Not Me."

I Am Grandiose Because I Live A Grandiose Life; What’s Wrong With That?