Certain thins blow my mind. Things i can’t comprehend, things i cant wrap my head around. But thats okay, right? Its not written in the books that we have to understand life…so why try and understand if it isn’t meant to be
"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.
Delicious Ambiguity."