| You’ll prick your finger on the thorn of pride reaching for the rose of redemption. You can’t leave a legacy with anger rather carve one with passion. |
When you see someone and you heart misses a beat, raises you hands, makes you sweat and you can’t stop grinning, you know it’s love
| Truth is never spoken, it’s lived. Honesty isn’t instilled, it’s instinctive. Love isn’t taught, it’s learned. Death isn’t the end, it’s the beginning. |
| We’re here because of the path those before us have blazed. Be thankful today for each breath you take, but more over each breath that was given. |
| Call me Butter, cause I’m on a roll. |
