All life is a revolt against death and all revolts are eventually quelled. The question is: in those moments with a rock in your hand and tear gas in your eyes can you smile to the fates stand tall and make your voice heard? xx Atticus
All life is a revolt against death
and all revolts are eventually quelled.
The question is:
in those moments
with a rock in your hand
and tear gas in your eyes
can you smile to the fates
stand tall
and
make your voice heard?
xx Atticus