over the weekend i singed my eyelashes lighting a cigarette
sometimes sanity feels like boredom
shoveling snow builds character
being obtuse doesn't make you smart; it makes you an asshole
mystery is not subtlety - though the converse is true
one time in high school i fell asleep wearing jeans and a sweatshirt and slept great; the next night i did it on purpose and had nightmares
glory be not unto god, but to those who toil under his watch
i need you for the person you used to be
if you shake your heart enough she will appear
the odds aren't good that any of us will do anything we're adequately recognized for
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