I Was Just This Chubby Little Indian

A Remarkable Thing About Me Is That The Time That Elapses Between A Sad Thought And A Flood Of Tears Is Three Or Four Seconds.

The Chorus Of “jack And Diane” Is: Oh Yeah, Life Goes On, Long After The Thrill Of Living Is Gone. Are You Kidding Me? The Thrill Of Living Was High School? Come On, Mr. Cougar Mellencamp. Get A Life.

My Mother Is More Of An Adviser. I Followed Everything She Did When I Was Younger, Because I Looked Up To Her So Much.

There Is This Cliche Of, "oh, Your Professional Life Is Fine, But Your Romantic Life Isn't." But, That's Also Really True Of Me And All My Friends. You Don't Want To Not Do Something That's Relatable Simply Because You're Worried That It Might Be Cliche.

There Has Ceased To Be A Difference Between My Awake Clothes And My Asleep Clothes