I have defeated this earthworm with my words. Imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists.
I'm tired of ignoring that I march to a different beat.
I usually have a song in my head. I'm thinking music, I'm thinking lyrics. Music helps me get to those moments. The moments between the moments.
There have to be more important things going on in the world than my past.
Women are not to be hit. They're to be hugged and caressed.
Boom, crush. Night, losers. Winning, duh.