And every breath I ever took, every tear I ever wept, every star I wished upon seemed nothing until now. Every prayer I ever said seemed strangely answered now. Could it be I'm in love? Could it be I'm in love?
I thought you might have some advice to give on how to be insensitive.
To not think of dying, is to not think of living.
If wine is fruit, then vodka must be a vegetable.
Life is like that. Some days are diamonds and some days are stones.
The first step to truly living a good and fearless life, is accepting responsibility for your actions. Accepting what part you had in any situation. Difficult, to say the least, but liberating.