The clock of life is wound but once, and no man has the power to tell just when the hands will stop, at late or early hour. Now is the only time you own. Live, love, toil with will. Place no faith in time. For the clock may soon be still.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
emo emo...
I am hurt by the things you say sometimes when you get mad. I think through what makes you say the things you said and reflect upon myself.
I hope my period is coming... so it'll just me being silly and paraniod again.