Are we to be forever damaged by what happened when we were 16 and too young to know better? Why do we, regardless of our parents best efforts, grow up to be defenseless? Is it a necessary process, or can it be avoided by being like everyone else? Is it because so much effort is spent on creating normal people rather than people who are content with their uniqueness? We are taught how to be good and match society's contemporary ideals rather than to be happy. Sad.
"you my dear deserve to be a feather
ΑπάντησηΔιαγραφήflowing in the skies light smooth and happy
you must flow with joy until you touch the ground
oh you deserve to be a feather.."
ps1: autos o stixos einai apo tous agapimenous mou kai itan to prwto pou mou ir8e sto mualo diavazontas ligo to blog..
ps2: sorry gia to name, exei meinei apo to perivoito blog pou pige sta azitita telika.. :P