You can spend your life trying to understand why bad things happen to good people only to learn that good people do bad things
When I was a baby My mother wiped my bum Social media, then, is the fountai… As I become its obedient child Every time it wipes my memory
God’s door is always open Because God’s door is Our open wounds
Everybody talks about the lack of movies for grown-ups but no one mentions the absence of grown-ups Of course, without grown-ups
A poem is like a dream In that it shows us the truth Without telling it Because, truth be told There’s no telling
If you leave well enough alone for long enough you’ll have enough to make you cry
My children have no idea they are living through a golden age of comedy
According to experts There are only seven basic plots Limited to the believable There are no experts on the truth Because the truth
“The human body generates more bio…
Beware the self-loathing salesman who loves what he does– If you buy what he’s selling then you bought it because you broke it
Tech’s greatest feat is maintaining the illusion that we’re finally rid of the middle man when in fact
Looking back on college it’s unclear if I was a party animal party mineral or party vegetable
A man starts out lying for instant gratification Inevitably, this progresses to buy… his unending rationalizations
For every deep dive into the data there’s a data analyst with the be…
Because I was both my private and public self I was neither and my trail went cold from there But now that there are neither