Some people die and you realize that the only mark they left on earth are the tomb stones under which they lie. The impacts you make on earth should be something worthy to improve lives.
Theres no secret on how to attain a greater height just keep climbing the ladder dont look at the dreadful distance lock up that negative thoughts today and fulfil your dreams.
I had a dream about you. You were wearing a spaghetti strainer as a helmet and I said I demand you take my fishbowl off your head at once. But the truth is it didnt matter because my fish had dried up and died weeks ago. Thats kind of like how love works no
I had a dream about you. You had a bottle made of smoky glass which made the contents appear mysterious and I had the last smoky exhalation of a dead smoker in a Ziploc bag. I offered to trade my sandwich for your drink but you said No thanks Im asexual.
The dead appear to us in dreams because thats the only way they can make us see them what we see is only a projection beamed from a great distance light shining at us from a dead star...
The sun leaves me to silenceBefore my eyes adjustMy ears are tuned for violenceMy jaw begins to rustHis words wrap all about meAnd heavy as they seemThey do not feel as filthyAs leaving them in dreams