Once you fall in love... It's different.
Birds... scream at the top of their lungs in horrified hellish rage every morning at daybreak to warn us all of the truth. They know the truth. Screaming bloody murder all over the world in our ears, but sadly we don't speak bird.
Holding Frances in my arms is the best drug in the world.
I don't need to be inspired any longer, just supported.
Iām not mad. Iām in a perfectly happy mood, you asshole.
After I reached my teens I decided I didn't want to hang out with anyone. I couldn't handle the stupidity.