nothing left to wait for

I believe in love.

I believe that it can change the world. I am scared by the thought that one day it become a myth of the past because what I see now is people consumed by their ego and their selfishness. We're made to think that chasing cars is normal, so we work our lives away. We want too many things we cannot even take with us when we die.

We are made for more than this. 

Will we only recognise beauty in suffering?

(Ugh, I'm sorry about these posts. I blame the Moon in Scorpio)