I want to help living beings. But somehow time makes me forget my purpose.
Time doesn't heal wounds eventho it may seem that way. Time rather uses trickery to make people forget more easily.
It gives us all a chance to create new and wonderful memories but at what cost?
It seems like i'm creating to forget.
Creating to fill up the emptiness that is within us all.
And don't yall b giving me them awwwwws and ooooohs this ain't some emo shit. i'm just pondering about things=P
Peazz
