Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant coffee, to unemployment insurance and library cards, to absinthe and good-hearted landlords, to music and warm bodies and contraceptives… and to the ‘good life,’ whatever it is and wherever it happens to be. - Hunter S. Thompson
There is no such thing as time. The sun never sets or rises. Days and years don’t exist. There is only your life. Earlier today you were born and death is predicted later in the evening. 

There is no such thing as time. The sun never sets or rises. Days and years don’t exist. There is only your life. Earlier today you were born and death is predicted later in the evening. 

Made up my mind to make a new start,

Going To California with an aching in my heart. 


Someone told me there’s a girl out there

 with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair. 


Took my chances on a big jet plane,

never let them tell you that they’re all the same. 


The sea was red and the sky was grey,

 wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today. 


The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake 

as the children of the sun began to awake.