I truly believe I may be getting too big for my own good.
I can't tell you what it really is, I can only tell you what it feels like.
I'm stupid, I'm ugly, I'm dumb, I smell. Did I mention I'm stupid?
I would love it if, even for one day, you could walk through a neighborhood and see an Asian guy sitting on his stoop, then you look across the street and see a black guy and a white guy sitting on their porches, and a Mexican dude walking by.
If I'm not passionate about it, I can't write it. I can't fake it.
Youre still beautiful to me, cause youre my mom.