Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can anybody deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It’s beyond me.

“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..”

Lions, tigers, bears, Oh my ride.

You see him come and go out of the black Benz SLR.
I wonder where he get that kind of money?
Don’t worry about it.
Lets Go.