No man is an island,
yet don't we all crave for our time of privacy, of unintruded personal space.
Where is the fine line between loneliness and solitude.
The unexpected joys that come with sharing lives, misunderstandings that weakens the once throbbing hearts...
Finding it's not the end of the world to say,
"I'm sorry." or "It's my fault."
Everybody wants a jolly good time,
but who stays when all that has gone away?
"Good books, like good friends, are few and chosen; the more select, the more enjoyable."
— Louisa May Alcott

2 comments:
nods. agree. thumbs up. like. nods more. so true :)
haha, that's a mouthful. =)
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