People who clip your wings will stab you in the back.
People who cut your roots will steal your thunder.

Is God a John/Jane Doe or a missing person?

The Us-bus goes between a friend-ship and a relation-ship

I have an eating disorder because I don’t give food to my mind.

The internet is fast food for the mind.

When finding love don’t park your bye-ke next to the fire hi-drant.

A love triangle exists between heart, mind and soul.

My voice is gone looking for my lost identity.