Eliminate the top button.

The feeling of the day being over. That will never get old... minus the actual time

2am. Bed. No sleep. This should be an boring night. Or I'll just think about not being alone in my bed. Shit ya.

Some legends are told
Some turn to dust or to gold
But you will remember me
Remember me, for centuries

Hurting? Yes. but broken? No.

That moment where you realize carrying a bike home for miles sucks.

You break me down, you build me up, believer, believer.