And I'm coasting on potential towards a wall at a 100 miles an hour.

It scares me that I'm at an age where people find the person they'll spend the rest of their lives with--I know I won't.

Even though I hate cold weather, I love the smell & feeling of a heater on a rainy day.

Sometimes you have to look reality in the face and say 'no'

Like my boy Gaskarth said:

Why don't you say so? Why don't you say so?