every morning we become a day older than we were falling asleep here it is, the age we haven't built plans for, as these numbers seemed so scary to little us. this is when you finally realise that everything ends: holidays, shelf lives, money, people. especially people. therefore hugging them each time like there's no tomorrow doesn't look like a soppy wont. each of us has our own wants, our oddities, our favourite songs, our weak spots and beauty spots, our memories we wanna either talk about or whist about - it depends. the sooner you accept yourself, the easier it is to live, but we usually aren't looking for easy ways.















