Follow

I am no longer following my heart. That bitch gives bad directions.

Yes, I’ve made mistakes. Life doesn’t come with instructions. And if it did, I wouldn’t follow them anyway.

Follow your brain. Your heart is stupid as shit.

Best friends are those who don’t say anything when you show up at their door with a dead body. They just grab a shovel and follow you.

Be careful when you blindly follow the masses. Sometimes the M is silent.