Money Can Run Out But Talent Is

I Want The Deepest, Darkest, Sickest Parts Of You That You Are Afraid To Share With Anyone Because I Love You That Much.

It's Not That I Don't Like Pants, I Just Choose Not To Wear Them Some Days.

I Want A Baby From An Italian - Possibly Sicilian - Donor.

I Just Wanna Be Myself, And I Want You To Love Me For Who I Am

Let The Blood And The Bruises Define Your Legacy.