Adrenaline
Adrenaline can give success and glory, but adrenaline could kill you.
Adrenaline can give success and glory, but adrenaline could kill you.
I am a lover of me. It seems I am the only one who likes my own work, my own writings, my own piano play, and my own photography.
It's not that I haven't made enough money before I go, it's the unaccomplished work and the feelings of not doing enough and evading responsibility. I wonder if I would have cared enough before I go.
Why would some be afraid of my thoughts? They would be so afraid of my thoughts that their best efforts are focused on suppressing them. My thoughts reside in my own mind, how would that fear them?
It keeps coming and it is not about to stop. Why is this sadness oncoming continuously?