Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.

Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

I have only known four people in my life who will actually sing in the car with me, with the music blasting:
- Brandon ~ headtrauma24
∆ no matter the song, he will gladly blast it and sing it, sometimes to me, sometimes with me, sometimes letting it be the only thing going.
- Alison ~ alittlebitstr0nger
∆ when we both really need it, we turn up.
- Cameron ~ life-of-a-pigeon
∆ sometimes he’ll do it, other times he tries to tell me about more music
- Abby ~ my littlest sister
∆ out of all my siblings, she’s the one who’ll get hella into the song, start headbanging, and sing at the top of her lungs.

And this is probably why they’re my favorite people.