I think everything worked out the way it was supposed to. Marks happier. Im sober. There are still phone calls to be made, people I need to say something to. But everyone from Creed who Ive offended or hurt, I ask for their forgiveness. – Scott Stapp
I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days — three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain. – John Keats