Time comes and goes in all sorts of measures. That makes it hard to define which moments are treasures.

Deception

When you are young and your eyes are only half open, it is easy to fall in love with people. But as you grow older, your minds grow apart and you start discovering where you all stand in your views. What hurts the most, however, is not discovering who you are (although it can be painful) it's discovering who the people you once loved truly are now.

A storm.

I'm trying; I'm dying.

I've always been pessimistic, because of my surroundings or my circumstance. I've always felt unlucky. It doesn't matter how many times I roll the dice, I always land on snake eyes. Man, I'm tired of always feeling so damn unlucky.
These past few months it seems I've found a way to start seeing the glass half full. Probably because once someone hits rock bottom, they start feeling thankful for even the smallest signs of hope and it puts everything in perspective. I never thought, at 21, I could possibly have life throw me a curveball (or 4) everyday consistently. It's a battle I'm never winning, but maybe if I bite the bit and just keep pushing on, I'll see sunlight again.