"Yes, death. Death must be so beautiful. To lie in
the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and
listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget
time, to forget life, to be at peace. You can help me. You can open for
me the portals of death's house, for love is always with you, and love
is stronger than death is.”
talks too much and lies a lot (which could be a lie, too) but solely believes in love and music. Regarding my typos: I am hyperactive and do NOT intend to take something like Methylphenidate only for writing a little post. sorry.