Much can be learned from struggle within an individual. This cannot be misinterpreted, struggle can be beautiful. Whether it be adversity via social injustices or the never-ending battle of love for oneself. For me it seems to not juggle with personal ideals or strifes is to be dead. Questioning oneself and surroundings shows strength & nothing but. My goodness struggle is not weakness, struggle is the epitome of human growth & universal evolution.
I care not for small talk. What is it that makes you feel? Who’m do you admire? Have you ever been in love? If our world were to end in just a few hours how would you spend your time? I needn’t know the weather or of any insignificant troubles you have brought upon yourself. ~ Who are you? This is where our interests should lay being deep & meaningful. Not trivial & meaningless~
The Book of Lies