Violence is never the answer, unless you don't feel like talking.

Love is a crocodile just above the water line waiting to attack the innocent herbivore of my freedom.

The color red is associated with romance and blood, but not at the same time.

Everybody's angry with me because, apparently, I outed my cousin during an argument over a turkey leg. My cousin goes, 'You had the last leg.' I was like, 'You're gay.

One day I'd like to beat you at your own game, but your game is badmitton so that will probably never happen.

I'm no quitter, unless it comes to human relationships or math and science.

If you got it, flaunt it may be decent advice for prostitutes, but no one else.