Never before had I opened myself so to the pain of truth: so wonderfully simple in theory, yet always so complex and unravelled in its true nature.

If beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder, then surely I would have to had been blind to not see it in her.

Time will teach you more lessons than I ever can.

Our pasts haunt us all.
I regaled my beautiful audience of one with the tale of my life, not so much for entertainment, but for bold, barefaced, honest truth.

The mind is filled with thoughts, but the heart is filled with wishes, and they have since the beginning of time been the core of all folklore.

Regardless of my age, such a trivial thing isn’t important, it was upon that decision which my life hung.