Home isnโt really a place. Itโs the people who makes it what it is. I have a great home.
...I seem to want the things I can't have. Occasionally, when something is finally attainable, the chase appears to be over and the fire burns out.
I am more than what they say I am.
I wish the fire burned my leg hair off
Sometimes not much is just enough.
The music comes first. It will always be first