How uncertain our lives are, isn't it?
Today you are breathing the same air as your loved one, walking on the same soil, standing under the same sky, and the next day, all of a sudden you are left alone in a pool of people, where the only face you ever want to see has been wiped away for eternity.
What are we fighting for?
Whom are we fighting for when there is no assurance of our own existence tomorrow?
© Wallflower
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Diary of an Introvert
RandomDiary of an Introvert is a collection of my thoughts that I have jotted down in different phases of my life. Thoughts that were too much for me to spill in front of others at the same time too much to hold within myself. Thoughts that I have died...
