By The Way, Two Wars Are In

The Problem With Prostitutes Is, What If You Actually Like Somebody You Meet In That Situation? Where Do You Go From There? What Do You Do?

Shut Your Evil Mucus-hole You Truth Terrorist. You Lose Every Time A Mirror Implodes From Your Barbed And Gristle Image.

Resentments Are The Rocket Fuel That Lives In The Tip Of My Saber.

If You’re A Part Of My Family, I Will Love You Violently.

I Don't Sleep. I Wait. I Sleep In Cars And On Couches. I Sleep When I Can, But When I Can't Sleep, I Just Don't, So I Figure There's A Higher Calling Keeping Me On Point That Night.