Sometimes I feel that the world is way too cold for me. Now imagine it without friends, lessons, laughter, tears, experiences or colors. It becomes a tundra, a wasteland. I may bleed, suffer or hurt from time to time, but I understand that everything negative has a positive equivalent. I just have to take the good with the bad! This is the beauty of living. Or should I say the price we pay?
Thursday, February 07, 2008
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