Freedom means more than just struggling to survive.
I appreciate the little things in life because it adds up to everything.
I talk to the friends in my head on paper.
Surround yourself with music. Just be sure to turn the radio on.
When I have it in mind, I write it out.
I can talk to you all day. I just might not say anything though.
I suffocated for hours, until I turned on...music.
What is a man's life but a prelude to his death? And what is death but a long sleep, a most welcome forgetfulness.
You can assume all you want about me. It doesn't mean that it's true.