Since We Do Operate In A Binary

Actually, Watching Television And Surfing The Internet Are Really Excellent Practice For Being Dead.

Who You Are Moment To Moment Is Just A Story.

You Spend Your Entire Life Becoming God And Then You Die.

Put A Gun To My Head And Paint The Wall With My Brains.

Find A Guy Who Calls You Beautiful Instead Of Hot, Who Calls You Back When You Hang Up On Him, Who Will Lie Under The Stars And Listen To Your Heartbeat, Or Will Stay Awake Just To Watch You Sleep...wait For The Boy Who Kisses Your Forehead, Who Wants To Show You Off To The World When You Are In Sweats, Who Holds Your Hand In Front Of His Friends, Who Thinks You're Just As Pretty Without Makeup On. One Who Is Constantly Reminding You Of How Much He Cares And How Lucky His Is To Have You....the One Who Turns To His Friends And Says, 'that's Her.'