I love Gwen Stefani's style, I think she's dope.
After all, isn't that what really draws the line between childhood and adulthood, knowing that you are solely responsible for yourself? If so, then my childhood ended at fifteen.
You didn't realize emotion could be a weapon? Have you not read the poetry of Jewel?
If you're ordering me an edible arrangement to say thanks, I'd prefer a meat one.
I support women. I'm like a human BRA.
Did you really think I wouldn't recognize my college futon, with its trademark absence of sex stains?