"As a girl you see the world as a giant candy store filled with sweet candy and such.
But one day you look around and you see a prison and you're on death row.
You wanna run or scream or cry but something's locking you up.
Are the other folks cows chewing cud until the hour comes when their heads roll? Or are they just keeping quiet like you, planning their escape."
are riding the bicycle
"the truth is there’s no such thing as perfect moment or perfect spot… all you need is the girl!”