I smile and sigh, looking around, "Uh... sunbathe? I don't know." I don't remember what we used to do together, what I liked to do, or what you liked to do...
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
You must never give into despair. Allow yourself to slip down that road, and you surrender to your lowest instincts. In the darkest times, hope is something you give yourself. That is the meaning of inner strength. — Uncle Iroh