I am an eternal student of the University of Life.

Without hope how would a broken heart ever mend?

Perhaps we are strong if we do not suffer depression. Perhaps we are stronger still if we do and survive it.

While enjoying the comforts of Addiction, the aftermath is only a fantasy.

When the highs wear out, the aftermath becomes reality.

The sincerity of words are delivered from the eyes and heard by the heart.

Maybe finding someone to share everything with is not the point.
Maybe the point is to feel fulfilled in the self-consciousness of individuality.

It takes more brains to come off as airheaded than to pretend to be intelligent.

When I thought of giving up, I saw the bird with broken wings still being able to fly, and came to realize I have no broken part- then why shall I surrender?Perhaps even the smallest of things can go on with even the smallest they can find.:-)

Despite ourselves we walk into life's fire

If you cannot change, there is no future.