Never accept evil as something you must walk with, something you deserve.

The love of her life dissolved into dreams.

Would I ever find forever love? Do I really want to, when forever was a word without meaning?

Yesterday influences today, thus creates tomorrow.

So you want to know all about me. Who I am. What chance meeting of brush and canvas painted the face you see? What made me despise the girl in the mirror enough to transform her,turn her to into a stranger, only not. So you want to hear the whole story. Why I swerved off the high road, hard left to nowhere, recklessly indifferent to those coughing my dust, picked up speed no limits,no top end, just a high velocity rush to madness.

...Things happened when you were little. Things you don't remember now, and don't want to. But they need to escape, need to worm their way out of that dark place in your brain where you keep them stashed.

Possibilities ...in the closet ...itching ...to break out ...but afraid of ...the fallout