| You’d rather slide down a mountain of razor blades naked into a pool of rubbing alcohol that mess with my Amy. |
| If the path is overgrown with briars and bristles that sear the very flesh from your body blaze onward. Scars are just tattoos with better stories. |
| A rose withers, a mountain crumbles, a tree dies, a river dries up, everything ceases eventually. Life stops but not because of you, rather for you. |
If a turtle looses his shell is he then homeless or naked.
Despite the cost of living, have you noticed how popular it seems to remain.