“It takes only one drink to get me drunk.
The trouble is, I can’t remember if it’s the thirteenth or the fourteenth.”

“soaring on the wings of selfish pride i flew too high and like Icharus i collide… to turn away and not become another nail to pierce the skin of one who loves more deeply than the oceans, more abundant than the tears of a world—embracing every heartache..”

There is a feeling that you should just go home, and spend a lifetime finding out just where that is.