1:20 p.m. - November 02, 2010
The idea of possibility being negatively nothing in absence of existing
you've gone through soo much. You have gone through heaven and hell to reach this place. Life and death are jokers in your court dancing for you. You've got it all, and when you hold the world in your hands, your dreams come tumbling down when you see me. Yet I am nothing. Then if I am nothing, what are you?