I don’t understand people, never will. It looks like I got to travel pretty much alone.

I can't blame her. but wonder why she's here with me? where are the other guys? how can you be lucky? having someone the others have abandoned?

and the color in my eyes has gone back into the sea.

The hangover was brutal but he didn't mind. It told him he had been somewhere else, someplace good.

When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn’t have you by the throat.

Of course, there would always be arguments. That is the nature of Woman. They like the mutual exchange of dirty laundry, a bit of screaming, a bit of dramatics. Then an exchange of vows.

you are yesterday's bouquet so sadly raided