I hate the game called love. I'm 30 years old, and to old to play the game. I give up.

I can't wait to disappear from everything & everyone and start fresh.

I refuse to believe you were made by my subconscious. Who are you?

I know you feel the same way I do. I saw it in your eyes. Don't be afraid. I will take all my secrets along with yours to the grave. I do not kiss and tell.

I like woman in scrubs, especially cute nurses.