I sit on the porch, a cigarette in between my fingers, thinking about how I don't know, and the thought lingers.I sit alone, wondering how many months, till I get kicked out of my home. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I don't sit around wondering, 'Why am I here? Who made the stars?' I prefer to look at the stars and benefit from them rather than concern myself with how they got there. — Roy Hodgson Copy Share Image