One day we will be gone.
One day there will only be memories in those who were there to see us alive. It's hard when our only life is full of nightmares, bitterness, unfairness, disasters.
Are we strong? No, we try to make ourselves, our mind, our hearts believe it. people around see what they want to, what they feel they can understand, and if they dont, they fear it, attack it, take the smallest flower from the garden and jump over it until is totally destroyed. People fed from others unhappiness, they try to feel satisfaction to fill their frustrations, their wrong decisions,their bad habits, everything they can not control.
We are no one to blame choices, we are the examples of the wrongest actions, we are the pain, the happiness, we are everything around.
"Writing feels better than speaking"
The pictures I used in this book are not mine. Credits to the respective owners...
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