Infirm of prupose! Give me the daggers. The sleeping and the dead are but pictures; 'tis the eye of childhood that fears a painted devil. If he do bleed, I'll gild the faces of the grooms withal, for it must seem their guilt. |
"Consider it not so deeply."..."These deeds must not be thought after these ways; so, it will make us mad." |
"A foolish thought, to say a sorry sight." |
The only pain is the pain you think to be real |
Everything ends so look at the present not the future |
Happiness, anger, love, hate, and hope are just feelings if they are real or not is up to you |
Your life is just a grain of sand in a hour glass you only effect the ones you touch |
You can run from your pain, but take it from me, you'll tire before it does. |
Some days i start draggin my feet, |
Atone for your sins! |