Think

I’m beginning to think that for some of you, the wheels on your bus don’t go round and round.

Ever look at someone and think… “Your Mom’s eggs had to be expired”

When I dunk my cookies in milk I think of you and hold them under until the bubbles stop.

When I think about you I touch myself. Meaning I rub my temples, because you’re giving me a fucking migraine.

Let whoever think whatever.

If someone drunk texts you, appreciate it. They are thinking of you when they can barely think straight.

I don’t care what you think of me, because it can’t be as bad as what I think of you.

Think whatever you like of me if it helps you sleep at night. In the end I get to keep my integrity while you feed your own bullshit to stay alive.

I was taught to think before I act, so if I smack the shit out of you, rest assured, I’ve thought about it, and am confident in my decision.

Think old and you’ll be old. Think young and you’ll be a delusional old fart.