It brings something that you cannot cope with… the final stage of growing up, perhaps… When your mother dies it’s the point where the end of your own life begins
There are some bad people on the rise
If it tastes like honey, don’t swallow it all
This is your life and it’s ending one moment at a time
You’re loosing all of your friends
Create, don’t consume
I was your fortress you had to burn
Everything is a copy of a copy of a copy
What kind of dining set defines me as a person?
The only thing that changes your dna is discipline
