Its funny. No matter how hard you try you cant close your heart forever. And the minute you open it up you never know whats going to come in. But when it does you just have to go for it Because if you dont theres not point in being here.

Dreams and Happiness are...drugs. And the pain that follows is not less than a sharp knife...or a sharp-nail. It bleeds without blood. You just feel it. With every sense you have got on every single inch of earth in every tiny part of the minute you live. It compels you to feed...yourself...