What do you live for? Would you die for it?
I’m afraid I’ll be a book that no one reads. Music that no one listens to anymore. I’m afraid I’ll be abandoned like a movie playing in an empty theater.
My heart was closed. Cold. I was self-conscious and cynical.
When I stop at a stop sign, I don’t think about the distance I’ve crossed. I just wish I never had to stop.
Revolution begins with one step
Some lessons are only delivered in the form of pain.