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pain
Thursday, October 11, 201212:08 PM

Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it's
a big part, and sometimes it isn't, but
either way it's a part of the big puzzle,
the deep music, the great game. Pain does two things:
it teaches you, tells you that
you're alive. then it passes away and leaves 
you changed. it leaves you wiser, sometimes.
sometimes it leaves you stronger either way
pain leaves its mark, and everything important
that will ever happen to you in life is going
to involve it in a degree or another.

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