Tic Toc

  • October 11, 2009
  • nefitty
  • 1 Comment
  • Time is dripping away. Every second is relatively shorter than the last, eventually becoming a blink of an eye. Our lives are limited by our lifespans, which is less than 29,000 days. How much does each individual day matter? How many days does each of us waste? Our lives are our masterpieces. Each day is a brush stroke on the canvas of our existence. What will your life look like in the end? We must construct our lives from day to day, every action we take adding up to our whole personal history. Will it be beautiful, exciting, inspiring, horrifying?
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  • I like the way you think, you really put life in perspective, something Ive been trying to do for a while now. Keep up the journals, I will there was a way we could favoraite the users.

    Musicandloveon October 13, 2009   Link

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