Someone once said that life is series of disappointments one after the other – and I can vouch 100% for that. We try to stay in one piece while everything we hold dearly is jeopardized; yet we stand tall, absorbing wave after wave.
Is it fair? Definitely not, but fairness and life are not things that usually go hand in hand. I honestly have no fucking clue where I was going with this. The takeaway after almost 50 years of life? Try and not be be a dickhead, appreciate the ones you love – absolutely adore your family – they have known you for the longest time and will accept your for everything you are.
And wear sunscreen. Always wear sunscreen (and never forget the ones who have tried to fuck you up – forgiveness and forgetfulness are two things altogether – make sure those who have threatened you understand the difference)
