It was peace. Peace is when you would shake the hands of the people around you. And you knew peace was coming because the priest would say it five times rapid fire. He'd go, “My peace I leave, my peace I give to you. While we ate Reese's Pieces with the Lord. And I have a piece of lint in my peaceful eye"!

It's hard to be happy for someone when you know deep down they'd kill you if they had the chance.

You know your girls up to no good when her and her friends make a pact to post nothing on Instagram.

Are there glass shards in my anus?!

No one wants to drown. Drowning would be the worst. Cause everyone knows that feeling. That feeling, oh it's the worst... when you think you're drowning.

I am an observer, I like to watch people. I am into psychology and people - how they act and such.

Anger has a way of seeping into every other emotion and planting itself in there.