The beautiful thing about technology is that it has the ability to connect people from thousands of miles away. If we’re looking at the same moon, we’re probably not so far apart.
There is always a desire to do good and be good— but recognize your limits because self-destruction lies within trying to please the world.
"God, where the hell am I?"
My vision was blurry and it felt like something was repeatedly donkey kicking the side of my head. It was the bass.
"Breathe honey, breathe."
"Don’t just stand there, someone hold her hair!"
There was a strong smell of cigarettes, piss, and sweat, but it didn’t really bother me much. I was still trying to figure out who these bitches were and why were they touching me.
Then, I suddenly realized where I was—- the toilet. My face against the edge of the toilet seat.
I used to think it was me and you against the world. Now I realize it’s just me. And it will always be just me. I convinced myself that we were a team, and if we were traveling this world, we’d be doing it hand in hand. Now I know I’ll be walking this road alone. I’ve been thinking and thinking and that’ll be the death of me. Maybe, you’ll notice that things aren’t the same. But by that time I’ll be gone and I will leave as much trace as the wind.