I've got a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore, so fasten your seatbelts—it's gonna be a bumpy ride. This is the stuff dreams are made of. Just put your lips together and blow.
You're a martini—shaken, not stirred. Life's like a box of chocolates till the cows come home. I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity. Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple. Talking is just masturbating without the mess.
Without hard work, nothing grows but weeds. Can you imagine what I would do if I could do all I can? I'm the Hiroshima of love. Fear is your best friend or your worst enemy. It's like fire.
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