When a young man complains that a young lady has no heart, it's pretty certain that she has his.

Time heals all and heels hurt to walk in, but they go with the clutch that you carry your lip gloss in.

I learned working with the negatives could make for better pictures

I'm like a waiter and you something like a hater with trays in both hands, place an order I can cater.

I'll slow roast ya, got no holster

I'm scared that every girl I care for will find a better man and end up happier in the longrun

People change. Memories don't.