I'm not inflatable. I'm trying to imagine you with a personality. A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door. You're standing in my aura. I can't remember if I'm the good twin or the evil one.
Adults are just kids who owe money.
One of us is thinking about sex . . . I just want revenge. I work 40 hours a week to be this poor. Meandering to a different drummer. Macho Law forbids me from admitting I'm wrong.