I cried, i cried because i was colorblind, i couldnt see the world in color, i always cried, until one day, i met a very happy boy, so happy, just because he was alive, i saw the boy, but he couldnt see me, for he had no eyes.

Hate is just envy of love

Basketball is like the game of life, freethrows, which are the small things that no one cares about, usually win the game.

There are three kinds of love, the first is the love of fools, the second is the love of ones who love, and the third is the love that God shows us, the love from within.

The sound of an awkard silence, is louder than any sound that has ever been made.

God exsists, whether it be in a public area, or in a small dark corner, he is there, with u, guiding u in the journey of life, having trust in u to make the right desicions, he loves u, not for loving him too, but for allowing him to stay.

Love is like a mythical figure, no one really knows if it exists, but it will if u believe in it.