Quotes by : Joaquin Lowe

The road home is tinged with regret and the road forward is full of the unknown.

It's late at night when the memory comes for me, like it always seems to when the relief of sleep seems....

I could just like down, right here, and let the sand cover me like a blanket. But my legs, clumsy as....

After drinking the blood I feel inches closer to death, but resolved to live. I've drunk blood. I can....