The universe is more than thirteen billion years old. What is the value of a single kiss compared to that?
Just the perfect peace of nothingness. That's what I believed.
We aren't just defined by who we are, but by who are friends are. It's funny that we put so much importance on something that wont mean shit once we graduate.
While there are memories I wish I could dispose of, sometimes my memories are the only things that keep me sane.
We are merely pieces of a grander design, even more insignificant than I imagined. When the earth ceases to be, all those stars will shine on. Our deaths will mean nothing to them.