this far or further, I need to know.
And your hand is held open, intentionally.. or just what I want to see?
I don’t normally beg for assistance — I rely on my own eyes to see.. but right now you make no sense to me.
Where’s your treasure, where’s your hope if you get the world but lose your soul..
We are not infinite, we are not permanent.. nothing’s immediate.
We’re so confident in our accomplishments.. look at how dark it is.
We got information in the information age, but do we know what life is..?
She said he said live like no tomorrow..
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map