A life without sorrow is like a garden without any shade, it may look pretty but it cannot survive. It is in the darkness that the beauty of the flower can be truly appreciated.
"The only person that can pull me down is myself, and I'm not going to let myself do that." It's from a book I read recently called "The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck."
The weather is cool and grey all of a sudden, there was even a little drizzle. I sat by the window and looked at all the raindrops running down the glass, imagining that I'm in a sad music video.