i had an idea to show the two sides of my life the finished side (the side on the left) and the dark un complete side of my life the fiture (the right side)
I'm so scared to lose I'd rather not play the game at all.
The wind in your hair, or the width in your wallet?
fat equals flavour.
The ugly can be everywhere.
Even if the coffee is hot, a cup of coffe still armless.
You are always faced with a new (different) experience after (finally) unpacking that last box.
Life is not a game - it's a dance.
Life is pretty but twisted.
We have all the time in the world.
Everyone is someone else's weirdo.