If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.
Dark Armor bathed in Light.
Balance my friend.
The fine line between crushing jaws and having your own smashed in.
Yesterday my Savior died for me;
Tomorrow my Savior sets me free.
They told me that to make her fall in love, I had to make her laugh. But everytime she laughs I’m the one who falls in love.
I need someone who
Sees the fire in my eyes and
wants to play with it.
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