I do so much music that it's like a fog, and I can't even remember all of it.
“My homies in Gadsden aren't as exposed as I am culturally, which is awesome - that's why I love going home. I'm in the kitchen with people who don't know anything but the simple life, what's import...”
“you came in slowly like the fog and consumed me.”
“When your mind is foggy, all you need is the winds of wisdom!”
“But it is growing damp and I must go in. Memorys fog is rising.”
“I think that when you remember, remember, remember everything like that, you could go on until you remember what was there before you were in the world. ”
“Because stories are how we share our lives and what we truly mourn when they are lost. Stories are what connect us to our past and carry us to our future. They are what we cherish and what we remem...”
“Say something Becks. Say anything""You," I said. "I remember you." I kept my eyes shut, and felt his hands drop. He didn't move back."What do you remember about me?" There was strong emotion behind...”
“You like me not because I like you. I like you just because I like me.”
“Maybe the truth is I really want to like you instead.”
“If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am.”