The same reason the drunkard needs another sip and the junkie needs another hit. I write because it makes me feel good. I write because it helps make the pain go away.
When you need someone to dance with at the next wedding, I hope it hurts when I’m not there.
I never needed anyone. I used to laugh at the thought of marriage and children.
I never realized what this could actually turn into, but when does anyone ever know, right?
You’ll have those not so quiet nights on the sidelines with your VIP pass as your guy woos dozens, maybe hundreds, of girls — lyrics away from taking their bras off for him.