I used to think drinking was the only way to be happy. Now I know there is no way to be happy.
I have to find work wherever it might be hiding.
I'm still going on bad dates when by now I should be in a bad marriage.
Anything can happen with a razor.
I always feel like rejection is my petrol. That's what keeps me going.
I want to be so famous that drag queens will dress like me in parades when I'm dead.