I let her do some of my laundry and she slipped in a few meals in between, and next thing I remember, she was all moved in.

I look around for the friends I used to turn to pull me through. Looking into their eyes, I see them running, too.

Coffee in the morning, cocaine afternoons.

I let her do some of my laundry and she slipped in a few meals in between, and next thing I remember, she was all moved in.

You would think with all the genius and the brilliance of these times, we might find a higher purpose and a better use of mind.

No matter how close to yours another's steps have grown, in the end there is one dance you'll do alone.

We may lose and we may win, but we will never be here again.