There's so many things on my mind right now it's not even funny. To go or not to go. To be 'mature' or not to be.
Sometimes, it somehow feels like the older we get, the more that happiness eludes us. It slips through fingers so much easier, like running water. I laugh this minute, and I cry the next.
Oh when will this be a nice better place to live?? xo
Sometimes, it somehow feels like the older we get, the more that happiness eludes us. It slips through fingers so much easier, like running water. I laugh this minute, and I cry the next.
Oh when will this be a nice better place to live?? xo
