At the Lick for Lickmas 2014
| A rose withers, a mountain crumbles, a tree dies, a river dries up, everything ceases eventually. Life stops but not because of you, rather for you. |
| My son just told me if I stand in a mirror and put my lips together slowly I could see myself shutting up. I know he’s been around Amy too long. |
Everything my brother learned in life I decided he learned from Gilligan’s Island
Go toe to toe with repo/revelation/reinisance Ron. You’d rather skinny dip with great whites after bathing in razor blades.
When the ones you love put up walls remember sometimes it is not to keep you out but to see if you love them enough to break it down