Can anything be more true? Just did a reading on myself using the ‘counting cards’ method and it sums up this quote. Reminds me of Ray Lamontagne song “Empty” - Lyrics below:
Well I looked my demons in the eyes Lay bare my chest Said do your best To destroy meSee I’ve been to hell and back So many times I must admit You kinda bore meThere’s a lot of things That can kill a man There’s a lot of ways To die Yes, and some already did And walk beside meThere’s a lot of things I don’t understand Why so many people lie It’s the hurt I hide that fuels The fire inside meWill I always feel this way So empty So estranged?






