every day i live, i am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given,
the powers we have not used.
The selfish prudence that will risk nothing, and which,
shirking pain, misses happiness aswell.
every day i live, i am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given,
the powers we have not used.
The selfish prudence that will risk nothing, and which,
shirking pain, misses happiness aswell.
Dancing, painting, sketching, rock climbing, sleeping, eating, music, art, cooking, reading, swimming, singing in the shower. oh oh oh and coke light of course
Jazz, acrostic, the rasmus, muse, sade
Meet joe black, tumbstone for fire flies, dorm, little man, white chicks
P.s. i love you, shadow across the sun, the notebook, stupid white man, The prophet
My family.
and my friends of course.
He was...was...was..
Anyone that could make me smile like that....