DEATH+ your magic man

People wait all week for friday, all year for summer, all life for happiness.

“gay baby jail” is a joke rich with many layers of humor.

The sun is up. The sky is blue. Its beautiful and so are you!

The year is 2064. You’re in your car, the grandkids are sitting in the back and you turn on some Beatles music.

I like storms. They let me know that even the sky screams too.

He was like the sun, the flowers and the moon.

If I was a photographer, Picture taking, Beautiful people, I guess I’d make a mistake, ‘Cause I’d probably take a, Picture of you.

Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real.

You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there’s still going to be somebody who hates peaches.

I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don’t go out of my way to make friends, that’s all. It just leads to disappointment.