I'm pretty happy for someone who struggles with happiness.
Fake titties are inversely proportioned to their owners level of self esteem. This being said, part of me loves them.
When cornered, a rattle snake can become so angry it's been known to bite itself, which is exactly how I feel in traffic and relationships.
I'd like you much better if you didn't like yourself so much.
The good things in life are free, except for health care, and electricity.
Do you ever have one of those weeks where you know nothings gonna go right?