I Don't Understand Vegetarians Who Smoke Cigarettes

I don't understand vegetarians who smoke cigarettes. Today it seems that i don't understand myself.
Do you think dry ice and blow torches feel the same?
What does it mean to live? Let's break it down. Live=Love + Give. To live is to love and to give. Give love and live!
I don't understand people who go to the gym. The world is a gym. And it's also a playground!
I could use a little more talk and a little less rokk. Rocks are different. They are not as loud, and just as good to listen to.
On that note, guitar hero is fun and terrifying and sad and epic. Reminds me of life, but in life we don't have five colored buttons to interact with.
We only have two buttons. One to laugh and one to cry. It's really fun to push both at the same time.
Sometimes you have to watch a friend die to remember to save the others.
Life's not fair, but it's balanced.
Is this my hand on your body? No! It's your hand on my body!
When i look at your face, all i see are colors and lines. And those are only beautiful distractions, past them i see that we are One.
Hippies can wear black too!
I got a tattoo on my chest every day in the spring of '04.
Lights and Shadows are both pretty. Bright lights make dark shadows. Dark shadows are fun to hide in.
What if i told you there is a magical parking garage where you can do anything you want. Would you call me crazy? I've been there.
Sometimes i feel like eating acid and learning to fly. Would probably need more than 72 ft. though.
We all pretend to be something that we're not. That's how we find out who we really are.
I'm sure something stranger has happened in this universe than the manifestation of a self-conscious illusion.
History is a dream from which some of us are now waking.
Whether i'm transcending the former boundaries of orgasm with you or holding you in my arms while you cry, it is the same. It is love.
Putting boundary conditions on love is as absurd and unholy as putting limits on god.
And my greatest creation...the Frankenheart! Made of so many different parts.
I am being led along this path, quickly, by a gentle pain in my head.
If you save an inchworm from the highway you will have many small green friends.
Do you want to know how fucking beautiful life is? Even Death, when walking among the living, must smile.