"I love the chase.
Weak knees, butterflies, dizzy head.
Sweet, feverish, innocent playground chase.
Nothing but that face inside of your face.
No one but someone, and someone alone.
Pounding heart, heavy breath, infinite smile.
I haven’t ran in a while, but I will chase you if you want me to."
L ' E X A L T AT I O N: Maybe it’s just as much about what comes our way as it is how we...
"I am alone.
Not beacuse I am lost, but because I am found.
I am raw.
Not because of the noise, but because of the sound.
I will love.
To stand in the front, not sit behind.
I will die.
And carve out my name in the soft skin of time."
"Then out comes the blood, my brothers, real beautiful."
"Give too much of yourself away and you’ll be all used up. Not enough and no one will be around to share this with."