I want to lose myself in a world of creativity, where anything is possible. My imagination is boundless and so should be the existence I live in, for my ideas our only stepping stones toward that which this cosmos is truly capable of.

Everything good in life is either fattening, illegal or causes cancer in rats.

She stacked me up with courage & hope like a tower of building blocks, only to knock it down to the cold, hard floor where it break’s, as does my heart...