Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "WOW What a Ride !" Unknown
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "WOW What a Ride !" Unknown
Disclaimer for those of u who think my poetry, in anyway represents a desire or thoughts about suicide. Let me place ur minds at ease. I've no intention of committing suicide. Now or in the future. The acts of death contained within R just written in a metaphorical state, they don't represent life