They’re such a big disgrace, they will tell you anything to get to second base-ball, baseball, he thinks he’s gonna score; if you let him go all the way, then you are a whore-ticulturists study flowers, geologists study rocks, the only thing a guy wants from you is a place to put his cock-roaches, beetles, butterflies, and bugs, nothing makes him happier than a giant pair of jug-lers and acrobats and dancing bears named chuck, all boys want to do is… Forget it no such luck.
I like being on my own. I think relationships are messy and people’s feelings get hurt. Who needs it? We’re young, we live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world; might as well have fun while we can and, save the serious stuff for later.