Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 The night before Quade disappeared, he had been kidnapped on his way home from work. Stopped at a red light on a stranded back road, a group of people dressed in all black threw him out of his car, beat him up, and tossed
I never ever said a single bad word about youEven during times when I really, really wanted toI’d never spite you, it wouldn’t make senseOnly if it was self-defense. He zips his lipsHe zips his lipsAnd throws the keyCause you can trust me Don’t want no dramaDon’t want no rumorsJust want those good vibesTo consume
I feel like nobody takes anything or anyone seriously. Everything is just a joke. Don’t get me wrong because I think it’s important to have a big sense of humor and don’t take things personally… But I feel like no one really thinks about how fragile life is and how precious every single day is.
I woke up early this morning and suddenly remembered, “I don’t need to get out of bed and rush to work!” What a great feeling. Something about the energy of this day is giving me deep thoughts. Maybe it is the fact that I am here by myself (and Venus), just alone in my head.