Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.
…for those of you falling in love, keep it kind, keep it good, keep it right.
Throw yourself in the midst of danger, but keep one eye open at night.
Even the best fall down sometimes, even the wrong words seem to rhyme.. out of the doubt that fills my mind, i somehow find: you and i collide.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map