Why haven’t you told me you love me? Are you scared? Or worse, you just don’t.
Don’t assume that I haven’t found love. Assume that it’s not your business.
Joke and say mean things to hide your argument that does not hold water.
It’s misdirected? Maybe. Or maybe I’m just tired of doing it all.
Stop playing victim. All I see is misery, not reason to help.
Ever notice how those who talk the most shit have jack shit going on?
I’ve done so much, yet you just want to talk about why I’m not married.
Things that get me off: making love, making things, and making my own time.
I’m here to create, make mistakes – a lot of them. Always moving on.
So many of us lost loved ones this year. It’s an unfortunate club.