Hit her right between eyes.

I re-lived a day,an hour, a minute, a second, a glimpse of yesterday. That really made my day. I'm feeling quite happy now. So that's an improvement.

Maybe i'm a guy who wants his yesterday back badly. Maybe that's why i keep looking back. Maybe that's why i don't dare to take a chance of tomorrow.

Tomorrow comes like a fucking fart. It'll always be there, but you'll never know how it'll smell.

Officially failed add maths