We have become what we hated the most, |
Everyone fears death to some extent. |
Running With My Heart In My Hands |
When you are born you start to die, all you have to do is wait. |
Only enemies speak the truth; friends & lovers lie endlessly, caught in the web of duty - Stephen King |
Let the memories be a lullaby |
It isn't what u have, or who u are, or where u are, or what u are doing that makes u happy or unhappy. It's what u think about. - Dale Carnegie |
If only I knew the skeletons you hid. |
I'll do the bidding if you'll just play along. |
We all make mistakes we wish we could undo, the little things that bring me back to you. |