June 2012
2 posts
May 2012
131 posts
5 more days
i dont want to leave this place. i have grown so attached to everything here and more importantly, i have grown so attached to the people. i dont want to think about sad things as the days go by and as my departure here nears. everytime i catch myself feeling a tad depressed, i tell myself i shouldn’t feel like so and i should make the best of the days here. everyone is thinking the same...
“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish...”
“On a side note you can’t love without risk. Sometimes love is a terrible idea,...”
