It is with tremendous regret that most of our lives will pass us by while we trudge through a scape of rather empty milestones. The people we have missed, the memories we have avioded, and all of this walking - For what?
It is with tremendous regret that most of our lives will pass us by while we trudge through a scape of rather empty milestones. The people we have missed, the memories we have avioded, and all of this walking - For what?