I've always been worried about the band but I've got to the point now where I think it's time to start thinking about myself a bit more.

Between 21-30 women go through humungous changes. After that, they've generally achieved what they wanted, and they're more settled.

Yeah, I'll pay your cab fare home, you can even use my best cologne, just don't be here in the morning when I wake up.

Even the President needs passion.

I want to dance, I want her ass. Why is she ignoring me?

Is it my sweat that's no longer sweet?

I wish I knew what I know now before.