Chasing success is like trying to squeeze a handful of water. The tighter you squeeze, the less water you get. When you chase it, your life becomes the chase, and you become a victim of always wanting more.
We used to lie side by side; I could cover myself in you..
We used to lie, but I am no longer so wide-eyed and full.
Maybe you’re young without youth, or maybe you’re old without knowing anything true; I think you’re young without youth.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map