Such Fickle Days Of Love When Pain

The First Casualty Of Hitting Rock Bottom Is Vanity.

So Often The Pain Of Our Life Is No More Than A Reminder To Take Our Hand Off The Stove.

There Are Moments, It Would Seem, That Were Created In Cosmic Theater Where We Are Given Strange And Fantastic Tests. In These Times, We Do Not Show Who We Are To God, For Surely He Must Already Know, But Rather To Ourselves.

Procrastinatio N Is The Thief Of Dreams

Nothing Heals The Soul Like Chocolate ... It's God's Apology For Broccoli.