00:49 Saturday, 23 January 2010
So often we dwell on the things that seem impossible rather than on the things that are possible. So often we are depressed by
It's just one of those days Where I just want to disappear, To get away from everything, Because I hate my life here. Dying seems less sad than having lived too little.
what remains to be done and forget to be thankful for all that has been done.
Just because her eyes don't tear doesn't mean her heart doesn't cry. And just because she comes off strong, doesn't mean there's nothing wrong.