She is all I could ever ask for, she is perfect, and right now, with those big, green eyes and pillowy lips and alabaster thighs, the idea of doing this for the rest of our lives doesn’t seem all that daunting. She’s the last reprieve. The stay of execution. She gives me hope. But times are tough for dreamers. And even if my dream is a simple one—all I want is for Her to be in love with me forever—I know it’s still a long shot. Life ruins everything.

(before playing Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown On A Bad Bet) I couldn't really come up with a short way to sum up this song, but I was watching the movie 'Adaptation' the other day and this sort of sums it up in my head. You are not who loves you. You are who you love. Always remember that.

dont let anyone tell you what you are ever- that way you never run the danger of becoming anything but what you believe in.

He felt like the last bullet in a gun meant for revenge, sealed with a kiss.

But you couldn’t touch this kid right now, bullets would have dodged him.

If you aren't just a little depressed, then you aren't paying very much attention to what's going on in the world.

Music never leaves you alone, and punk rock will always be there when nothing else will.