What matters is like, spreading love.

My old geometry teacher called me and he was like yo man you need to start wearing a shirt. You're ruining my marriage.

In the wise words of Mahatma Gandhi: have a sense of humor.

We take a dash of sexiness, a dash of spice, and blend it in with awesomeness and glory. Then we dance.

When you lose what you love remember to stay strong. Look out the window and remember life goes on.

That's like the fourth time I've been called a women in this past hour. It's really starting to boost my self-esteem.

Love is priceless. And all I really want is a good night kiss. So if tears were diamonds, more valuable gold, then a fortune in the corners of my eyes I would hold.