when i wake up, just like many people who are fortunate, the first thing on our mind is how we'll start the day. do we ever think about what ended our day? who ended our day, and the day before today? no, not really.
but what i like to think is that if we lived in a world where we didn't have friends, hell wouldn't be the afterlife. our life is the afterlife if that were the case. at the end of the day, it's my friends that always bring me to my senses. after all, there is no life worth living if there are no friends to share it with. (not promoting suicide) im just grateful my friends are there for me, no matter what. they'll be there when my heart gets broken, when i cant curl my hair, when i have unfinished assignments due by thursday, when i feel like committing arson, when im bored, when i feel insecure and most importantly, when my world collapses. i know i can rely on them, not just because i love them, but because they love me as well.
A friend is someone who overlooks your broken fence and admires the flowers in your garden.
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sugar, spice and a bit of advice
RandomA bunch of paragraphs and quotes. Your go to place when you're feeling down. In other words, my public diary. (some poetry shit)
