I've no use for talking, would just as soon store paper clips in my mouth.
The Color Of Extraordinary.
The guy's life drunk, I think, makes Candide look like a sourpuss. Does he even know that death exists?
Our tongues have fallen madly in love and gotten married and moved to Paris.
Who wants to know that the person you love and need the most can just vanish forever
It's time for second chances. It's time to remake the world.