Waves and Wishes

Waves and Wishes

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This is my entry for #instaxstillstolife There are times in life, when you don't always feel understood. When your lost and feel alone. When the good times feel like a distant memory. We're only people, who wish to be understood, who feel they need to be more then what they are. The expectations that are placed on them aren't always fair, some will say that's just life. But they gotta know they aren't alone. That the good Times, the good memories, the people beside them are never too far out of reach. When you're down you are the one who has to make a choice to stay down and give up or get up, and fight. The friends that really matter will be there to help pick you up encourage you in the darkest times. They'll be there ready to give you a hand, but they can't know anything until you say something. Everything doesn't have to be terrible, but it doesn't mean those times aren't there but never let the fear take you down, because after every storm there's a rainbow around the corner. Photos are there to show us the good times and remind us that not everything is black and white. There's color to it to.
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