Say I’m weak, you don’t know me. Ugly, you can’t see me. Fake, you can’t judge me. Dumb, you can’t understand me. Lost, you don’t know my God
| If you always speak the truth you won’t ever have to worry about your memory, and that dog will always hunt. |
| Well call me butter because I’m on a roll because I used to be schizophrenic, but now we’re okay and just hanging in there like a hair in a biscuit. |
The real secret to life is learning how to keep your goats away from the trolls and the trolls away from your bridges.
| I’d rather have hemorrhoids the size of grapefruits and ride a three humped camel across a rock quarry than go home with a mad redhead. |