"It's ironic how in the minute you are scared that it will be too easy, it turns unbearably hard, and in response you wish it would be easy again, when you should have learned to be careful what you wish for in the first place. It's ironic when you can't live with something, but you can't seem to live without it. It's ironic when you spend so much time moving towards something that you should be running away from. Life is like a box of chocolates, it will rot and grow worms inside if your not careful."
- Nick Kline
It's moments like these where I want to get on a bus, car, plane, train, boat...
Without telling a soul, and seeing all of your sorry faces,
When you never see mine again.
When you never see mine again.
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