Everyone remembers their first love, that feeling of flying, of being free, of floating higher, up, up, up... Everyone remembers, but everyone forgets that one day it all comes crashing down.

Often I've wandered if I could go back in time, back to when we first kissed, would I choose to walk away? Is it better to remain in blissful ignorance and never experience that wonderful love?

In this life, there is nothing we can be sure of, But one thing we can be certain is that the sun will always rise the next day. And for that we must be thankful.

There's nothing fun about funsize.

For them to smile her own must shatter, but do not care she does not matter.

A man stood before his best friend's grave, knowing he'd gone to a better place, knowing he was released from all the stress n the strain of life, knowing he would rest in eternal happiness... so why did he still cry?