chest pains aren’t fun at all. I mustn’t dive backwards
If there’s a hole in your heart, go to the one who opened it. Meet them.
To fathom what cannot be undone is to learn from one’s shortcomings.
Confidence steers the wheel while fear panics in the passenger seat.
What is the point of rest?
Sleep is the indulgence in temporary escapism.
Have I lost feeling? Am I going mad?
Deter yourself from becoming a slave to an idea.
Pain is the prelude to laughter.
A peculiar dream is a sign of a wandering mind.
Put forth the consistency and effort for the sake of opulence.
To be born in a first-world country is a privilege in itself.
We’d stop bickering if hard work was praised far more than so-called “talent”
In hindsight, we never really notice we’re presently living in “the good old days” until it becomes the good old days.
The aches in my bones continue to grow louder with every tick of the clock. What once was a silence is now a daily reminder of a permanence that can never be attained. Somehow there’s beauty in that. If you so decide to look deeper.