| To the ones who feel alone, seem lost, think nobody cares, go to bed alone, cry with no shoulder, and the ones in the left field, I respect you, because I used to be you. |
| It’s darkest before the dawn so if you’re going to roll your neighbor’s house that’s the time to do it. |
We view peoples portraits painted with the shattered blood stained brushes of their defeats and pain and losses rather than taking time to view the artist.
The distance between making a memory and making a life is about the same distance between a memory and memoir and memory
| Discord is always the sharpest of thorns. If one is not happy with themselves they will find reasons to hate others. Search self first and avoid thorns. |