It's funny how people who ain't never been down there can think that America is so fair and that we should be alright. It's funny that the people who have their foot on our neck are telling us 'Get up. What's wrong with you?'
I remember wishing there was snow in L.A. And how jealous we used to get of...
The last person they expected to connect with a screenplay was the comedic...
Tears of joy are like the summer rain drops pierced by sunbeams.
