When I choose a friend, I choose one who loves truth, who respects life and me, one who hears music and sees the moon, one who loves to see me smile. |
Sex is like math. You add the beds, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and pray that it doesn't multiply. |
If rumors were drugs, then the world would be high. |
They always ask me what I see in him, |
You wanna hear the biggest oxymoron ever!?! It's only two words.....rap music. |
Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has obviously never danced in the rain. |
Stress-When the mind must overcome the body's urge to choke the living crap out of some idiot who desperatly needs it. |
You say we're together, |
If you love me, love me, |
Rebel sheep say moo. |