The journey that is growing up. Oh life.
Good thoughts, smiley thoughts, big thoughts.
Hope for a brighter tomorrow.
When friends become strangers
Silver linings on the dark cloud that is loneliness
Seek, and you shall find.
Written my month of October; Dry October, that is.
Three faces, three personalities and at the core of it, the same person.
If everyone leaves eventually, why bother form new friendships?