Smile from the weekend’s bay.
From being myself to being someone I would have never wanted to be,
I have progressed myself along with me, from having been numb to not having the need to feel numb again.
Lot has been said and done.
Many done, not intended.
Many said, still undone.
Many undone, waiting to be in the middle of the war between the feasibility and time stricken existence.
To not be just another day, to not be just another someone, to be unique and to leave a mark of one’s own.
-Just a decision away-
~Make one today~
_Greatest stories ever told wouldn’t be inside the fists anymore_
A hyphen, tilde and underscore will now make more sense.
End a sentence to begin a new.