There are few things more tragic and repulsive than complacency. It is a brick walkway to a docile and stagnant soul.

Dont waste time on something that doesn’t make your heart beat louder and your hands tighten thier grip.

The minute you grow tired of any person, place or thing; destroy it.

A body and mind that becomes motionless with dull contentment will grow roots and await the interest of vultures.

There is always a better life.

ALWAYS.

Go fucking get it.