Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss.

When you understand, that what you're telling is just a story. It isn't happening anymore. When you realize the story you're telling is just words, when you can just crumble up and throw your past in the trashcan, then we'll figure out who you're going to be.

Happiness that's not with yourself and from within but with anything else, is suffering in disguise.

But I&#39;m a great father. That&#39;s why I got custody.

Written By Kid Rock

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