I Don't Even Remember The

Most Of The People I Know Who Were Raised To Be Accommodating Or Were Raised To Just Be Nice And Put Everybody's Needs Ahead Of Theirs, There Comes A Moment When The Pressure Builds And They Can't Do It Anymore. They Have Needs And They Feel Neglected And They Usually Explode.

It's Kind Of Like When You Look At Yourself In The Mirror And You Say Your Name. And It Gets To A Point Where None Of It Seems Real.

So I Started Shoveling Bob's Driveway, Which Is A Strange Thing To Do At A New Years Eve Party

And Even If Somebody Else Has It Much Worse, That Doesn't Really Change The Fact That You Have What You Have. Good And Bad.

I've Never Understood The Need People Have To Dictate Morality To Other People. I Really Don't Know What It Is. I Don't Know If It's Fear Or The Belief That They Know The Only Right Way. Or Maybe They See A Lot Of Social Ills And Social Decline, And They Really Think They Have The Elixir For It.