“Goodbye, Everybody. Guess what?! I was secretly an undercover rockstar this whole time!”
(via engineeredbyfirefly)
Kiwi Strawberry
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken:
The crownless again shall be king.
