Sometimes you fall short, sometimes it feels like you're traveling on a bumpy, winding, relentlessly obscured road leading to the unknown, sometimes the journey scares you to death, sometimes you realize this might not be what it was supposed to be, it might not be the right route anymore. That through the many years on the road, stops have been made, detours, crossroads that have been wrongly and poorly decided upon. In the end, I wonder, if the journey's what matters, well, what if your journey was a hell of a fight, literally!?
"If life were a human being, it would surely be a nasty bitch!"
xoxo
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