Freedom without any purpose feels a whole lot like boredom.

I have no idea what to do with myself. And while I wait for my epiphany, I feel the toxins collecting in my body.

Isn't it better to regret things you've done, than regret things you've never even tried?

In our life there are moments when we have to move forward...Regardless of how others may see us. Even if I make a mistake, I wont regret it!

I wondered if the Demon that whispered "Why not be free?" was Freedom itself.

Right now my life has an expiration date determined by my bank balance. Can I find something before my time is up?

The world is drowning in weirdness and lies......and here we are, so used to it that we're actually bored!