Rum runners and red lights flit through my minds eye as sleep slowly subdues me.

Omnes Vulnerant, Ultima Necat
Every hour wounds, it is the last that kills

Your eyes are not just for seeing the obvious, learn to use them.

The stairway to heaven is a two way street, you can go down it as easily as you can go up. Now who wants to live in fear of getting kicked out of heaven...Give me hell and I'll work up from there.

Why is it the best things in life come when you are least prepared to appreciate them?

Mind unchained body contained I walk this world a hollow shell and look out on a burning hell.

So what if the Germans invaded berlin, that does not tell me how they get the little wooden boats into those tiny bottles.

Why is it that all good things must come to an end, while all bad things linger on?

Lifes to short to live a lie

*short but simple*