I admit that I care only for the well being and betterance of myself. You pretend to care for all around you, and have convinced yourself as well as many, but fool not me.

The tragedy of existence is when one wastes it on self indulgences, also when one wastes it on refusing to indulge at all.

The stars sparkled far far away but they were here, they were shining down on me. The depression of people refuses to acknowledge the beauty the world offers to all of us.

Some one told me once that the rain will always fall, and the flowers will always grow. It won't always be where you are but it will always be so. The sun is always shining, just not over your head.