I Wish I Had Met You First.

Hate Is A Virus, Revenge Its Only Cure!

Falling In Love Was A Solo Act. I Knew That, Had Learned That The Hard Way. You Just Jumped And Hoped Your Parachute Opened. Sometimes You Looked Up And Saw You Were Falling By Yourself, The Object Of Your Desire Still On The Plane, Not Interested In Jumping, Watching You Descend Into That Scary Place Alone.

If You're Craving Oatmeal Cookies, Apple Sauce Won't Do.

Resentment Makes Anything Possible.

Its Impossible To Explain Creativity. It's Like Asking A Bird, 'how Do You Fly?' You Just Do.