I have died more times then I could count! But I always relive again and again! l am like a cursed Phenix... Out of pleasure I die. And out of pain I live. Never the same person as I shout in pain and awaken from my ashes in a haze of blurenes. I learn from my mistakes and die from them. ! have died more times inside of me then I can count... What matters is you count the times you rose up again and again. Like the rissing sun there are sunsets as well. Another day we will face the day. Today is a present. | Quote by Anonymous