life is like an oil painting, every new day is another brush stroke on the paper, they all mix together to form a complete picture when it is over and done with. so never think your life is complete for the painting will continue as long as you do. whether its dark strong brush...
Life, it's hard.
Often I hurt.
And the pain, it's overwhelming.
Caught in the angst, and sadness.
And sometimes I'm ready to give up. Throw the towel. But I cling on. I cling on because I'm a stubborn one.
I cling on because I dream of better days. When it's...