Don’t know that I will, but until, I can find me, a girl who’ll stay and won’t play games behind me, I’ll be what I am, a solitary man
Have you ever sat and wondered what would happpen if you died tomorrow? Would anyone care? Would anyone take the time to remember you? Would anyone miss you? How would the world change? Or would it change at all? Would life go on for everyone else as if nothing ever happened? Or would things be drastically changed forever? Just some thoughts that tend to go through my head perhaps more often than they should
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To me life is a story. A novel for some, a short story for others. It has a beginning, a middle and eventuallly an end. Everyone has a story to tell, most are left untold.
Source: farrenlaren
Okay. I will go into a burning building and stare the fires of Hell in the face and not think twice, but you put a spider in front of me and I was freak the fuck out…What is wrong with me?
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