I Wouldn’t Have A Career If It

It Was Not Enough To Be The Last Guy She Kissed. I Wanted To Be The Last One She Loved.

You Just Gotta Tell Her, Man,’ I Said. ‘you Just Gotta Say, “angela, I Really Like You, But There’s Something You Need To Know: When We Go To My House And Hook Up, We’ll Be Watched By The Twenty-four Hundred Eyes Of Twelve Hundred Black Santas.

Observation: It Would Be Awesome To Fly In A Superfast Airplane That Could Chase The Sunrise Around The World For A While.

The Darkest Nights Produce The Brightest Stars.

What Matters To You Defines Your Mattering.