I Still Don't Have All

Sometimes The Right Choice Seems Great At The Moment, But Then Suddenly It's As If Somebody Detonated A Suicide Bomb.

I'm Not Wearing A Golden Sombrero.

I Am On A Drug. It's Called Charlie Sheen.

I Was Actually Disappointed Because I Thought The Mistakes I Made Is That People Misinterpret My Passion For Anger.

The Run I Was On Made Sinatra, Flynn, Jagger, Richards, All Of Them Look Like Droopy-eyed Armless Children.