Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!"
— Hunter S. Thompson
Monday 5 March 2012
Frozen Inside
Buried in time, I lay motionless … Relieved of all weight, I floated meaningless … Frozen inside, numb outside, I wish this heart could ignite a fire…
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