Life, is unpredictable. It is folly to worry about anything but the present. My life, is my life, and no one can tell me otherwise.
I'm All I Have...
tumblrbot asked: WHERE WOULD YOU MOST LIKE TO VISIT ON YOUR PLANET?
Anywhere in Europe. :)
Or the Fiji Islands.
Silently the Sally walks by Johnny. Every day her heart aches and wishes he could be hers. Why can’t he see that Sally wants him? It’s been long enough, why can’t he take a hint? He walks around with such pride and elegance. He always has a beautiful girl ‘perfect’ in every way. So Sally preoccupies herself with others to fill the vacancy, none of them bringing total bliss. All were nightmare breakups.
While Sally cries, Johnny never fails to comfort Sally, which increased Sally’s heartache. Little did Johnny know, Sally’s tears weren’t about the ‘last’ that she could care less about. All she ever wanted was him. Him, and only him.
Johnny should open his eyes more. So he could see the amazing girl Sally was. But no. Sally isn’t ‘the right kind’ of perfect.
