I had a dream about you. Your skin was sandpaper and your armpits were hollow filled with dark chocolate and prunes. You offered me coffee and when I said no you handed me black coffee with a note that read 12 reasons not to drink coffee. I knew we would get along.

Be patient and pray for God will make a way.

I had a dream that I had no hatersI woke up missing them.

Some people are just crazy about something while others are lucky enough to get that.

To catch the dream you are chasing change is required.

I had a dream about you last night. Our vices had wings and our fears could breathe fire. There was nowhere to hide and we were trapped alive. So you reached for your sword and slashed my arm waking me and saving my life.

Your personal truth is your gift to the world.

The world will and always will be running at the same pace as nowthen and forever.

You are the first dream of my soul and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams a lifetimes worth.

I had a dream about you. Knowing that women like to buy two things above all else shoes and purses I combined the two into one product that looked like Margaret Thatchers dress on your feet. You asked if my shoes made your ass look fat and I replied If I have to tell you it is it isnt.