Like The Children We Will Never Ever

The Martyr Finds Her Way To Self-knowledge Through Pain, Suffering, And Surrender.

I Was Arrested Three Times And Tortured Once.

Respect Those Who Grew Up And Learned Alongside You. Respect Those Who Taught You.

No One Owns Anything. Anyone Who Has Lost Something They Thought Was Theirs Forever Finally Comes To Realize That Nothing Really Belongs To Them. And If Nothing Belongs To Me, Then There's No Point Wasting My Time Looking After Things That Aren't Mine.

That's How Love Got Lost ... When We Started Laying Down Rules For When Love Should Or Shouldn't Appear.