How am I still alive?
I ask myself this question every single day.
I don’t want to be your lover, but I’m more than happy to be your sex idiot.
Is there a drug that keeps the day from coming? If so, I’d very much like a hit of it, please.
You make the darkness a special kind of lonely.
The secret to getting a good night’s sleep is to picture your own death right before you go to bed.
I hate you with all of my heart, all of my mind, and all of my genitals.
Every gray hair on my head has a name - yours.
Let luck be a letdown tonight.
I’d feed you to the hounds of hell if you weren’t one yourself.
She’s Drano in a teacup.
I’ll do butt stuff in exchange for pretty much any pharmaceutical that ends in “-pam.”
Sleep > food > sex
If I had a dollar for every time you made me smile, I’d have -$50,000.
I want to choke the throat inside you.
Do all things with hate. Better yet, do nothing and simply hate.
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