“No steam or gas ever drives anything until it is confined. No Niagara is ever turned into light and power until it is tunneled. No life ever grows until it is focused, dedicated, disciplined.”
I am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth.
And I am coming home to you if it’s the last thing that I do.
All the lies of bluer skies descend..
No one’s better off without a friend..
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map