Freedom tastes like strawberries, vanilla, and blueberries. And it smells like my armpits. Huff it up, America.

“It seems that in love, I have no match. It also seems that with firewood, I hav…”

“To Do Today, 1/17/081. Sit and think2. Reach enlightenment3. Feed the cats”

“There are few things in this world I have left to hang on to, and one of them i…”

“I’ll tell you what love is. Love is walking up and down Archer Road in Gainesvi…”