I don't mean to judge a book by its cover, but that man is all cover and no pages.

I wanna ride you until you see stars.

You smell very delicious, but I will not bite you.

But loneliness that deep gets into the marrow. Now that I’m here - among friends - I can feel it burning out of me. Little by little, step by step.

I have witnessed dar too much, and you have given me too little. Finally, I can see.