Sweet Home

a home is not a place. It’s not a country or a town or a building or possession. Home is with the other half of your soul, the person who shares in your grief and helps you carry the burden of loss. Home is with the person who throughout it all never gives up on you and brings you eternal happiness.

“She’s not only my first real girlfriend, man; she’s the reason I fuckin’ breathe.”

The greatest accomplishment is not in never falling, but in rising again when you fall.’ It’s Vince Lombardi.”