The way I see it, the men that I'm with, whoever they are, it's like look, you have to accept the fact that I like ice cream, and I know it shows up on my hips but if you can't accept that, then leave. Go away, toodles. It is non-negotiable.
To me happiness, true happiness is when you can really dance with sad.
The only way out is to go so far in.
Your apocalypse was fab.
I guess you go too far when pianos try to be guitars.
I know that mess spelled backwards is ssem and I felt much better armed with that information.