Adam punya blog

You have to make your own little pieces of magic, like
the room with the stars on the ceiling where
you could be in bed and look up at infinity.

When you stop fighting, you stop living, so find your
fight, then fight like hell until your battle is won.

As you get older there comes a time when you're not
scared of the dark or of monsters anymore. you realize
the dark is just the dark and monsters don't exist. but
it's also when you become scared of other things, people
themselves. you learn that not everyone wants to see
you succeed. you become aware of people's underlying
intentions and selfish actions. and the monsters you used to
check for under your bed at night don't
even compare to some of the things people do