The Fact That I’m Silent Doesn’t Mean

Time Talks Behind Our Back. To Our Face It's Friendly And Logical, Never Hesitating To Give More Of Itself. But When We're Not Looking, It Steals Our Lives And Says Bad Things About Us To The Parts Of Us It's Stolen

I Feel Like A Cliche.

Dogs Are Minor Angels, And I Don't Mean That Facetiously. They Love Unconditionally , Forgive Immediately, Are The Truest Of Friends, Willing To Do Anything That Makes Us Happy

The Fact That I’m Silent Doesn’t Mean I Have Nothing To Say.

Old People Are Often Impatient, But For What?