You can that one man insult you and hurt you and you can let that dwell in your mind forever or you can let it go and let the others make you smile and let that joy linger forever.

Do you ever think about sorrow and joy? Do you picture the two, side by side? Do you guess and figure what the difference is? I bet you do. Do you ever find the answers, the reasons why? I bet you don't. I only think that because there is no difference.

Forever dosn't last as long as you think.

You don't know how I feel about you, but you know that I do. I from. I feel about you. Knowing that is really all you need. You already know how you feel about me, though you don't need to. You already know that I am just as far from, both, the love and hate of you as you feel for yourself. I feel the same about you as you feel about me.

We are nothing alike, but exactly the same.

I cry in the most joyful of moments. It's not tears of joy, either, it's the idea of knowing it won't happen any better, only worse, and in a way only the lowest can accomplish.