Make Today's Solid Ground Out Of Yesterday's

Breathe In...inhale Vapors From Bright Stars That Shine, Breathe Out...weed Smoke Retrace The Skyline.

I'm Really Quite Bipolar, And The Depressed Times, When Everything Felt Like Night, Sometimes You Get To Such A Low Point That You Physically Beat At It Until It Bleeds - As You Would Say - Bleeds Till Sunshine. You Get To A Point Where You Say, 'i Will Not Take It Anymore! I'm Gonna Do Something Drastic If I Stay This Depressed. I've Got To Break Out Of There!'

All The Things That Are Worth Doing, Take Time.

Don't Look Down, It's An Impossible View; Fly Like An Eagle Whatever You Do.

I'm Not Shy About Heated Debate Or Passionate Discourse, But When People Get Crazy Or Rude, That's A Buzz Kill. There's Got To Be A Better Code Of Conduct, Some Basic Etiquette.