I don’t care what people say about you. You’re alright.
I have neither the time nor the crayons to explain it to you.
I can explain it to you but I can’t understand it for you.
You couldn’t pour the water out of a boot if the instructions were written on the heel.
You’re not pretty enough to be this stupid.
Everyone who’s ever loved you was wrong.
Somewhere out there a tree is working very hard to replace the oxygen you consume. Now go apologize to it.
Well I would agree with you but then we’d both be wrong.
This is why people talk about you when you’re not around.