We all have a life.

Mourning

I mourn, you mourn, all over something. But most importantly over death. I'm not going to go into detail because I want you to think about this.

Self obsession, money, and horrible eyesight.

This will be explained in the end. Do not rush to the end because you then are self obsessed. Good. Now stay. You can easily guess some reasons why chose those three categories and you may be screaming at the top of your lungs "LOVE! I MISS THEM BECAUSE OF LOVE!" True, I miss my dead ones because of love too. But it evolves into something else and I'm going to leave you here. I feel like writing this chapter is going into a cycle. And that's exactly what it is.

Will be updating soon. Letting my thoughts flow as I write this.