The wind is my favorite color. It reminds me of the love she... - Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not FOR SALE
"The wind is my favorite color. It reminds me of the love she painted on my life as she blew past me."
"The wind is my favorite color. It reminds me of the love she painted on my life as she blew past me."
"Too many abused beers have suffered in the name of networking. Let us find a better way to mix torture and business."
"I once tried to light a joint with a fire ant, but what did I know? I was high on glue and in the third grade, just like grandpa."
"Once a Ponce a time she made me feel like a conquistador. Now her memory is just a breeze seen in swaying Spanish moss."
"Our love went from fly to flower to butterfly, and it was meant to beautifully flutter, not sit still on a shelf like a trophy to be collected."
"My heartbeat is a pulse, and it pumps out sonic vibrations that resonate with her mind as she lays her head on my chest. Listen silently and you can hear the frequency of love."