Saturday, 12 April 2014
I want to love fearlessly.
To conquer oneself is the ultimate freedom. The greatest and most difficult task.
For to believe in your inner strength is everything, and all you will ever need.
But why must it be so hard? Why must we always yearn for someone/something at the end of the day? What is it? Is this the conscious struggle of what it means to be human - to always have a void and to search for something to fill it? Is this the purpose?
Perhaps it is... but we must always remember to hope, love, and believe in the best of situations. That's what I tell myself anyway. I hope I will make it through. I wish that I may find beauty in the sorrow, the mundane, and grey.