I used to think weddings were fun. However, when your best friend is marrying your worst enemy, they kinda suck.

If only Stella knew as much about love as she did about music

in which he's got a kid and a hell of a lot of explaining to do [lowercase intended]

"two years. i went to prison for two years. i come out to find my girlfriend is raising my baby with another man. i think i like prison better."