People hate what makes them feel vulnerable.
This is the cause of so many of the greatest tragedies.
It is why we have masked our very reality with the lullabies of death.
Wake up, wake up if you’re sleeping.
There isn’t much time.
But there is still time. Love. Create.
Give birth to your own life. The time is now.
Really, really wanting new ink lately. One of these days I’ll be able to get all my back pieces done that I want. Maybe I can plan that for a few years from now, if my goals are met? Hmmm…