If we climb high enough, we will reach a height from which tragedy ceases to look tragic.
When Nietzsche Wepteven though I think that Mia and I have enough secrets between the two of us at this point
Where She WentI felt the water rising enough to touch my Vans. She was worth ruing a pair of shoes over.
What a Boy WantsWhen you Dream, let your Dream be compelling enough to pull you towards its realization
Your Dreams Will Not Die