Is anything we choose ever really right in this life? I suppose regards of which we will just have to keep on walking forwards as we afflict the sores of remorse and woe on our feet until we meet the joinery’s end.


There’s a reason people keep secrets , withhold knowledge and never tell you everything.

It’s because they’re scared.

Scared of no longer being needed.

Once you no longer need something you will eventually forget all about it, perhaps that it even existed.

To be forgotten, that to many is a fate worse than death.