the best prize that life offers is the chance to work hard at work worth doing
...Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes that I am not there..
I swear I didn’t mean for it to feel like this—like every inch of me is bruised
“i know someday i might be looking around, trying to find some purpose. well purpose it can’t be that hard to find, as long as i’ve got the wind, the wind and your love to carry me”
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map