Broken. Again. My bed. And my spirit.

Sex is not a joking matter! Oh wait... yes, it is.

Eat, drink, laugh, love.

Into each life some rain must fall.

If I ever grow up, please, kill me.

Charming...

Production Value! (awesome feeling of nostalgia)

Prettyboy, you have a kissable mouth. Here's one for you, before we go south.

Blood is too precious a thing in these times.

If I'm the Leopard Queen, then, who is my Maxx?

Almost done.

Good friends. Good food. Good beer. Good balloon. Good times.

I want more Banana Boat!

Sometimes you find things you don't remember why you own. Bend over?

Oh goodie: it's a bag. Not quite worth the early hour though.

The owls are not what they seem.

These are the darkest days of all. And it comes as no surprise, all hope will someday die.

You remind me of the flowers on your grave.

Oh my, what a lovely neck you have. You come here often? What kind of music are you into?

Was it as good for you as it was for me?

The plan is to sleep like a baby.

The reason why I don't talk to you anymore is because I keep telling myself that if you wanted to speak to me, you would.