I'm not choosing, but I'm running out of fight.

I'll be your mess,you be mine That was the deal that we had signed I bought a hazmat suit to clean up your waste Gas masks,gloves,to keep us safe But now i'm alone in an empty room Staring down immaculate doom "Messy

Needle and thread flesh and bone Spit and sinew, heartbreak is home. Your suture lines, they sparkle like diamonds Bright stars to light my confinement "Stitch.

Quitting’s not hard. Deciding to quit is hard. Once you make that mental leap, the rest is easy.” “Really? Was that how you quit me?

These days, you’ve gotta milk a dollar out of every dime.

I think everything is happening all the time, but if you don't put yourself in the path of it, you miss it.

I've become to realize there's a world of difference between knowing something happened, even knowing why it happened, and believing it.