If you ever go back in time, who would you want to meet first? Your lover, family, friends, or do you want to meet yourself and tell that you will not remember if someone close to you die. Life works in a strange clock, and I remember people saying whatever happens, life must go on, and so on. 30 days is the average day that a person will remember you after you die, so no one cares if u have your tites pierced or have short hair. Nobody cares with what the fuck we do with our life except desi aunts and uncles. So roam the streets till you are out of breath and make memories with mom and dad. Kiss your lover like you want to touch their heart with your tongue cause no one cares.
