Do you know the feeling that comes with crossing over a decade? Let me tell you about it; when you've just hit 20 and puberty is waning like the embers of a dying fire, you'll think that the world is your oyster. Your body is still energetic enough to handle the charged nights out with [...]
We only call our friends if we need something from them, if they have successful business ventures, we want to partner with them. When they are buying drinks at the club, we want to feel the burn of whiskey on our tongues. And when shit hits the fan? Our silence is conspicuous. It's a cold world, isn't it?
She seems sad and lonely too, just like him. Why on earth would they be unhappy when they seem to have everything going on for them, a beautiful home, money in the bank obviously, and probably a lot of property in their name? It's like there is something fundamental lacking in their seemingly rich lives. A deprivation. To me it's a puzzle, and I can't seem to find the missing pieces.