Thursday, December 7, 2017
Wednesday, December 6, 2017
Cross my heart, hope to die...
The main thing to learn about how to fight is that some of us are not born with that desire, because while some are put on this Earth to bear weapons, others just aren't. Some of us are forced by life to take up arms and fight. The art lies in knowing when to wield those arms and when to put them down. I don't think it's a matter of pretending to be ideally unharmed by life and untouched by darkness; because that is hypocrisy. Rather, I think it is a matter of being true to your truth and learning when to fight and more importantly, learning when to let go.
Sunday, December 3, 2017
You're painting me a dream...
Over the hills and far away,
a million miles from L.A,
I know we've got to get away,
someplace where no one knows our name.
We'll find the start to something new.
Just take me anywhere, take me anywhere -
anywhere away with you.
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