here i'll be writing my final serious take on different topics before i pass onto the other side. this will be a work in progress. i grant you my knowledge on these topics after 17 years.
what is love? love is what you share with others, what you give, what you get.
love is understanding. to love is to understand, if you cannot understand, you cannot love.
love is beautiful, it's important. it's what keeps us alive and going. without love,
there'd be so much hate and death. love will always be true, pure, and real. never forget, when you
have nothing to give, love is all that matters.
there is nothing good i can say about this, other than it is hell. you come with this sudden realization of fear when you
one day, wake up and become aware and realize, this is it. is there anything more than meets the eye? i mean this life
is wake eat shower work repeat and then die, and people kill rape fuck. you're alive in this world. nothing can save you from that.
