It's sad fact that majority of the most sincere hugs and kisses that we'll be recieving in our lifetimes will happen during the first few years after our conception. We're bound to forget about those moments as we grow up, with only the lingering sensation of a lost past to lead us on and desperately spend the rest of our lives seeking anything that can par that which we've forgotten.
If ever there's indeed heaven on earth, I believe it does not appear at the end of one's life. Instead, it lies in the beginning - when our existence is acknowledged by those who we do not know, those we have never done any good to, and those who cannot possibly understand us.
For the guys, tits and pussy. If you're less than a year old and you're reading this, wow. Just kidding. I just want to say enjoy the moment. After that, nothing will be without a pricetag anymore.
Ah, the irony of youth.
p.s.
Thanks for the thought, Symbs.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment