Love Requires Context.

That Was One Thing You Found Out When You Were Stoned, Or Wasted, Or Feverish: That The World Was Always Turning And That Only A Healthy Mind Could Block Out The Sickening Whirl Of It.

I Felt Like It Needed Some Color Down There, So I Painted The Walls With The Motherfucker.

Love Requires Context.

Some Things You Didn't Give Away, No Matter How Much You Owed.

Taking A Thing Apart Is Always Faster Than Putting Something Together. This Is True Of Everything Except Marriage.