For Mercy has a human heart,
Pity a human face,
And Love, the human form divine,
And Peace, the human dress.
Its those days,
I want to fly away,
because nothing seems more comforting than the sound of the wind through a traveller’s window.
“Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to admit openly. Some are afraid to show even the slightest sign of affection because of fear. Fear that their feelings may not be recognized, or even worst, returned. But one thing about human beings that puzzles me the most is their conscious effort to be connected with the object of their affection even if it kills them slowly within.”
— Sigmund Freud
maybe, be a housefly.
Gonna end it with this. FOLLOW YOUR DREAM!