The light of the truth can be harsh to those who’ve been in the dark.
all throughout history, the loneliest people were the ones who always spoke the truth, the ones who made a difference by withstanding the indifference
I guess it’s up to me now.. should I take that risk or just smile?
standing still is like running on ice—I only gain a little distance when I fall… tired of telling myself it’s okay to be this tired. this sick and tired of the turns the world takes and the people that it makes us be.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map