From the broken heart of a 15 yr old. Mine.
I believe life is like a roller coaster. You line up there with excitement. Waiting. Watching the carts pass you by. Listening to the choir of terrified screams.
But dude, you know, it`s like that. Once you`re there and the tough part comes, you just want the freakin` ride to stop. Shout to God and ask for help.
Sadly, that isn`t life. You have to be prepared enough to know what you`re going into because we have no stupid remote control for time which I had always been hoping there is. But whatever.
Would you want to insist on being idle? Nothing will happen to you.
Well. This is funny because in this part of my life, I am on one of those really crazy curvy tracks on the roller coaster and it just makes me want to close my eyes. It makes me want to make the ride stop too and regret riding on it. What`s nice in times like this is I get to make my mind blank and just think of happy thoughts. That this won`t last. Suffering doesn`t last. There`s something great after this.
So it`s flash back time. This is what`s nice about memories, right? You can browse into them ANYTIME you want. It`s just that, you have to make sure you erased the unpleasant ones cause after you have just took a little step back, you might not move on again.