Lackluster

I only want to talk to two people right now. One is dead. The other I would give anything to drink a sixpack in the basement of the store with, and then listen to Johnny Quest.

I need my heart rebroken. It didn't set right the last few times.

I am a law of diminishing returns.

It's not that the world is unfair, that's not true. The world is cruel. It's uniformly cruel, and capriciously cruel, but fairness doesn't enter in to it.