Thursday, December 10
When you see someone who is actually aloud to be upset with their life but instead is soo full of life, then you begin to appreciate what you have and find beauty in things much easier.
Life is this weird 80 year or less or more, odyssey. We change, we grow and we discover. Love comes, and then leaves us unexpectedly. You spend the first 10 innocent years of your life with yourself, and then when your lover dies before you, you spend the last more worldly years by yourself. Time is never our friend in this world.