Life

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I've got a few missing. It's ok though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation.. so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type.. I'm like, hey girl, magenta! and she's like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, no - I want magenta!

Never Back Down

Revenge !

Doing nothing has consequences too. You cannot give up and sit down. Sometimes, fighting the fight means that you have to do the one thing that you don't want to do. You have to fight. You can't just hide forever.

Yes I can't. It isn't just right. And I am going to stop this guy here. Win ! Loose! That makes no difference.

It is my fight. And everyone's got one !

Whatever happens. I will control the outcome. It's on me.

The Gambler

You must know when to fold them
You must know when to fool them
You must know when to walk away
You must know when to run

You never count your money when you are sitting at the table
You can only count them when the deal is done.