Why can I never go back to bed? Who's is the voice ringing in my head? Where is the sense in these desperate dreams? Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?

We will paste upon the curled pages words Like charming and romantic and sentimental Forgetting that charming is witchcraft Romantic is love And sentiment is what makes us human

He cried when I left, which I find to be standard male behavior.

Shakespeare; the only man I'd ever love.

I could have guessed it all along, cuz now some drama queen is gonna write a song for me

I do not have OCD OCD OCD.

If you want to be safe, walk in the middle of the street.