Saturday, February 24, 2007

Some Kind of Wonderful

"I think we'll get along much better if we don't spend so much time together anymore. Because. I'm driving you crazy, and you're driving me crazy, and I'd rather have you think good things about me and not see me than see me and hate me. I can't afford to have you hate me, Keith. The only things I care about in this life are me, my drums and you."

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