WNY Sport and Travel Expo
Amy’s hotter than 40 acres of burning stumps. The hinges of hell on Halloween. Nine miles of Alabama asphalt
| To the Ones who watch movies alone on Friday night—the ones that eat a meal by themselves– the ones that are avoided on a bus–the ones who sleep alone to wake to emptiness–to the ones who shop with no one to buy for–the ones who truly understand left field–the ones who don’t follow the crowd–today I am thinking of you. |
It’s better to be hated for the things you’ve done than be loved for the things you didn’t
Hey the jerk store just called and said they are running out of you.
Everyone I see now adays are just trying to fit in. They spend hours on end finding a way to do so but as for me I just want to stand out