The world is a multifaceted piece of fossilized dinosaur shit
Well it's about that time where everyone i know or care about seems to be going through some personal crisis or another or is just too absorbed in the activities of urban lifestyle that they forget simple things. I have also forgotten these things. The sun will rise tomorrow, time will pass, things always change, and the best way i've ever thought of life is simply that in order to appreciate happiness we must also know suffering. Next time you look up at the night sky and see all those stars think of them as our moments of triumph and happiness...and look at the black expanse they are surrounded by, if it weren't for the darkness that they are encompassed in would they still seem as beautiful or unique?