Life has me dying but telling me I'm fine...

At the bottom of another glass, at the end of another line; Trying to find your way to the front, balancing this life is a death-defying stunt.

She swallows sadness instead of calories...

I think a man with a helmet defending his country, should make more than a man with a helmet defending a football.

Sometimes when one person is missing, the whole world seems depopulated.

The air is full of constant melody and I am fortunate enough to contribute to the composition...

You always want what you don't have and fail to appreciate what you do; Please don't make me better off lest caviar ruin my taste for stew.

I <3 you like America eats.

The night is a melancholy blanket that wraps you up in an amorous grasp while she feeds the depths of confusion and chaos.

Quasimodo had it harder than you, but you're sorrier for yourself...