A time to weep and a time to laugh. A time to mourn and a time to dance. A time to love and a time to hate. A time to get and a time to lose. A time to keep and a time to cast away. A time of war and a time of peace.
All i do anymore is think and thats the one thing i dont want to more than anything. I think too much about the past and my memories twist themselves around my present. All the while i cant stop thinking about what is to come. I wish i knew what the future held.