This Is Like A Cookie, It Tastes

I Do What I Do," I Said, "in Order To Do Something Else.

But The World Did Not Match The Picture In My Head, And Instead I Was With A Strange, Uncombed Person, Overlooking A Sea Without Water And A Forest Without Trees.

If Everyone Fought Fire With Fire, The Whole World Would Go Up In Smoke.

Love Can Smack You Like A Seagull, And Pour All Over Your Feet Like Junk Mail.

Chestnuts In Stuffing Tastes Like Someone Chewed Up A Tree Branch And Then French-kissed It Into Your Mouth.