I change what I could but I don’t move what I can’t move. I bring what I can to survive, but I leave what going to weight me down. I take what I can and leave what I can find somewhere else. When you live, you only live to die and when you die, you’re only dying to leave with in the time you have left. What’s broken cannot be put together like glass. What’s left out will not be wanted to be brought back in. Its time to stop and think if you know what you’re doing is right for you and your own family. If not you better choose to either have your family leave you or get shot be gang members.
PS: A bullet can hit your heart and kill you but a nut shell wont.