If I could lick the sunset, I’ll bet it would taste like Neapolitan ice cream.

“A brick could be used to prop open the door to my heart. But you might not want…”

“I want a trophy that has atrophy—where the maquette on top isn’t sculpted metal…”

“A brick could be used to raise my spirits. I’m feeling low right now, low by ab…”

“I had a dream about you. You took control of my body and forced me to have sex …”