A Permanent Wreck

I have two ears; I should be able listen to two different songs!

I don’t want to be a ho. I don’t want to work, I just want to beat up a bitch for her money!

Sometimes I look at flowers and want to just pick a bunch of them and put ‘em in a vase. But then I think that I’m actually killing the flower and I don’t want to do that. But when I buy them and they’re already dead it’s like I’m just the city morgue.

Is this what Mickey smells like?

Don’t be not happy with me now.

I don’t ask for much, I just want everything!