Over-anxiety Ultimately Banishes Every Trace Of Joy

Love Is A Complicated Path, And That Path Can Lead Us Up To Heaven Or Hurl Us Down Into Hell.

Stop Being Yourself And Become Who U Always Wanted To Be

Love Is, After All, A Curse Of Suffering.

Love Was A Feeling Completely Bound Up With Color, Like Thousands Of Rainbows Superimposed One On Top Of The Other.

But When He Thought To Complain About The Burden Of Its Weight, He Remembered That, Because He Had The Jacket, He Had Withstood The Cold Of The Dawn. We Have To Be Prepared For Change, He Thought, And He Was Grateful For The Jacket's Weight And Warmth. The Jacket Had A Purpose, And So Did The Boy.