Sunday, May 20, 2012

My life, my boat.

This is what I Nothing is more dead than a life not lived well. How can you sing when there is no music within? Don’t give your precious life to someone else to squander all the while crying, “It’s not my fault.”


It is we who much change. No one else captains our ship. Know your destination before you set sail, follow your dreams written in the stars.

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