I sometimes find myself sitting here not watching an uninteresting movie and contemplating the future. I don't always know what to do, but I have faith that I'll figure it out somehow. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Don't worry mother, it'll be alrightAnd don't worry sister, say your prayers and sleep rightIt'll be fine lover of mineIt'll be just fineLend your voices only to sounds of freedomNo longer lend you strength to that which you wish to be free fromFill your lives with love and braveryAnd you shall lead a live uncommon Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Her power was a wrenching thing, starless black and sorrow, but my magic was something more...it was hope. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Even when everything hurts, even when other cities are exploding and people we love are disappearing, there’s still space for sweet things. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>