VIRGIN VERSUS BLOODY MARY

God’s hands were up her skirt I suppose. So keep me in your bed with…

Learning to make sushi!

When someone asks me if I want to hear their poetry, I ask if it rhymes. No matter what the answer, I say no.

Baby you make me sick, but I’m bulemic. So that’s good stuff. --song lyrics i'm experimenting with in the endeavor of writing an original love song.

I can’t find my siren song in the bathtub. i've been trying. it sounds as an upset monkey.