Everybody knows that smiling is for little girls, the gays and certain kinds of fish who are smiling by accident.
If we really do get what we give then I give up, so I can get up.
Love makes no mistakes.
There is a point when tears don't work to wash things away anymore. Grabbing for breath has now broken my fingers.
The future gets no say in who we are.
I would fall in love with you if you would beat these people out of me.