Having all the answers just means you've been asking boring questions. A life should have secret plans. I'm breaking down but I'm on hope road.
“So that’s how I learned the lesson: that everyone’s alone and your eyes must do some raining if you’re ever gonna grow. When crying don’t help, you can’t compose yourself, it’s best to compose a poem, an honest verse of longing or a simple song of hope.”
Bowl of Oranges, Bright Eyes
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