“We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.”
Them: I hope he buys you flowers, I hope he holds your hand. Give you all his hours; When he has the chance Take you to every party 'Cause I remember how much you loved to dance
Me: I can buy myself flowers. Write my name in the sand; Talk to myself for hours; Say things you don't understand; I can take myself dancing; And I can hold my own hand. Yeah, I can love me better than you can
“But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root: There is no God worth worrying about.”