You Think School Ends When It Ends,

Once A Year My Back Will Go Out And It'll Be... It's Like A Sciatic Thing And It's The Smallest Thing. Like I Could Be Leaning Over The Sink To Brush My Teeth In A Weird Way And It Happens.

Nobody Actually Ever Does This—escaping Through A Window.

I Just Want To Put Some Positive Stuff Out There. If It Works, Great. If It Doesn't, No Problem.

I Don't Want To Be Known As This Goody-two-shoes Who Can Only Do Comedies Where Puppies Are Licking Peanut Butter Off My Face.

Pie...it Fills The Cracks Of The Heart. Go Away, Pain.