If things in this establishment don't change this year, I'm blowing the whistle.

52 years ago, I fell in love with you. 20 years later I found you. 5 years ago, you were taken from me. No one knows my pain. I miss you so bad.

I don't begrudge his service, but it's been 6 years since he's been out and I wish he could stop acting like it was the best time in his life...what about us?

Sometimes when i'm alone I close my eyes and pretend i'm playing a packed stadium. And pyro, lots and lots of pyro.

Since High School & Marraige I don't really have any REAL friends anymore. I miss my old friends.