If love did not exist, I would be so goddamn sane.
Everyoneโs chest is a living room wall with awkwardly placed photographs hiding fist-shaped holes.
I thought, "The flowers, save the flowers..." I never thought for a second we wouldn't save the people
Do you know they found land mines in woman's souls.
To think, a sweater, is made entirely of knots. My stomach could clothe a village.
Let me also say I wanna make you sandwhiches, And soup, And peanut butter cookies, Though, the truth is peanutbutter is actually really bad for you 'cause they grow peanuts in old cotton fields to clean the toxins out of the soil, But hey, you like peanutbutter and I like you!