Be the trouble you want to see in the world.
Kissing girls is easy, like breaking windows.
And when our sun explodes and we are all destroyed, we'll be rocks and chunks of I am not sure what, and maybe we'll rain down on somewhere else.
Having all the answers just means you've been asking boring questions.
Well, it's possible to be mentally ill and rational.
We are terrible for each other, and, yes, we are a disaster. But tell me your heart doesn't race for a hurricane or a burning building. I'd rather die terrified than live forever.