In the end we're all just chalk lines on the concrete. Drawn, only to be washed away. For the time I've been given, I am what I am. Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. When you find that one person who connects you to the world, you become someone di
In the end we're all just chalk lines on the concrete. Drawn, only to be washed away. For the time I've been given, I am what I am. Life is a storm, my young friend. You will bask in the sunlight one moment, be shattered on the rocks the next. What makes you a man is what you do when that storm comes. When you find that one person who connects you to the world, you become someone di