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Flowers grew across the hills breaking the green canvas of perfect grass. The houses seemed to grow out of the side of the hill as fungi, naturally. The happiness seemed infinite in this town of glee.
Everyone expected the tiger to come cozy up by the fire with them like a house cat. But of course a wild animal can’t be tamed.
So he raged the town and the people with it. Breaking an illusion of glee and perfection.
They had eluded into a fantasy of perfection and flowers that surrounded them in their colours and smells. What they forgot was the harshness of life in the truth it carries.
"My philosophy is: If you can’t have fun, there’s no sense in doing it."
Rest In Peace Paul Walker (September 12th, 1973-November 30th, 2013)
It’s just not fair.
christmas is so much worse as you get older it’s like “what do you want this year?” “a sense of purpose”