drugs, sex and lies.

At the ends of the world, we are.
Maybe we'll wish on upon the same bright star.
If it comes true at the bar,
would we remember these scars,
or the days that we starred?

A post unlike a post.

Not exactly in the mood for a post, but yet just wanna post. Hmm, ironic. Anw, some song verses.

This isn't me, This isn't you,
When it's just everything we do.
Till you open up your eyes,and understand this isn't real.
This isn't me,This isn't you,
This is everything but true,
Till we come to realize,It's what we put each other through
-Open Your Eyes, Sum 41

Rich | Poor

Have you ever felt poor being rich? Like, you're such a loser even with all that you've won.

Where's the line that differenciates someone rich or poor? It's just a mere thin line.

So thin, yet it will determine how do you live, and think about your life.

Quoting Marvin, "Happiness is just about how satisfied you are with your life."

Ending with a simple, yet probably deemed meaningless analogy...
Look at the difference of 2 people on a motorcycle and on a car. Leaving out the motives and everything else to simplify matters. Notice the proximity?