Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold onto something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t come back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain.

After... The seas have dried out The trains have come to a shrieking holt The hounds of the abyss cease to howl The prisons have closed their doors The pigs have no one to arrest except themselves The drugs no longer have an effect When it's all over All I'll remember is you

You can't right the wrongs because you'll never understand the cause and you'll be too busy dodging the effect.

Have you ever heard the expression 'one hot mess?' I think the term was custom-made for the mayor of Toronto, Rob Ford.

When you're kept out of the adult world, it's a blessing in disguise.

To me, the real 'state of the union' is found in how Americans react to current events.

No time for drug addiction, no time for smoke or booze. Too strong for a shortened life span, I've got no time to lose.