He’ll wake up. Granted he won’t have any teeth left but he will be a wiser man for it.
I never lose sleep over my enemies. It’s my friends that keep me awake.
You need to be alive. You need to be awake so you can spend all your days knowing that I have taken everything that was suppose to be yours.
There’s no word to describe the feeling of waking up and knowing instantly that something is terribly wrong.
Everything’s ending. Time to wake up.
There are wins that help you sleep at night, others that keep you awake.
Someday, if you’re lucky, you will wake up and realize you are old.
My only fear is that I might awaken in my bed, destined to live a common life once again.
Am I awake?
“And once you are awake, you shall remain awake eternally.” Thus Spoke Zarathustra.
