The poorest person on earth is not the person who has no job no cars no money and no house. The poorest person is the one who has no vision. Visionlessness is poverty in disguise.

The inside of the old Camaro smelled like asphalt and desire gasoline and dreams.

I had a dream about you trying to parallel park your ego between two modest cars. The ego wouldnt fit and those guys werent putting up a fight so lets just say you made it work.

I had a dream I was in an old womans closet peeing on a giant shoe. Sorry grandma I thought it was the bathroom. I hate vacations where someone carries you out of the car and puts you in a bed that smells like mothballs.

I had a dream about you last night. We were in your old Civic. Nine Inch Nails was turned up on the stereo and I was taking pictures of you behind the wheel with my disposable camera. We went through the drive through at El Pollo Loco placed an order for a hundred bucks worth of food and then just drove off at the window. I miss being stupid with you.

I had a dream about you. You asked how long Ive loved you and I replied About 5280 feet. It was true. Ever since the car ran out of gas a mile back and we were forced to walk Ive been thinking a lot about life love and how much I wish the first gas station we see has mashed-potato-flavored bubblegum.

I had a dream about you. You were on a bike going 70 miles an hour I could see you approaching my car in the mirror. You were trying to say something so I jumped on the brakes as hard as I could I guess I forgot I had tied your bike on my bumper.