Emo. Please don't mind me these few days, I'm not myself.

Our life is made up of time. Our days are measured in hours, our knowledge measured by years. We watch the clock and we live by appointments. And yet your time eventually runs out and you wonder in your hearts of hearts if thosee seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months and years were being spent the best way they possibly could. Cos things change too quickly, just when you get used to something, it changes. Just when you being to understand someone, they grow up.

This is eating me up.