'See, unlike the rest of the free world, I didn't get here by accident. And if your parents have you for a reason, then that reason better exist. Because once it's gone, so are you.'

What a sad sad waste of a life. Yes I always have an inclination to going back to reading my old books cause I'm just too lazy to fetch myself new ones. But i think each time you read a book, be it the third, or the forth or the fifth time, it's always a different feeling altogether, because everytime you read the same book, you notice little details that you've missed out on the last time.
You might've been thinking about something else when you read through this certain chapter, you might've been at a different point of stage in your life while you were reading that chapter, and so you relate the chapter to yourself in another manner, so i guess in way, (just to save my own sorry lazy ass) it's not reeeeaaaalllyyy reading the same book over and over again.
Woke up this morning with a heart full of Thanksgiving,(maybe Thanksgiving dropped by today) I am truly thankful for so much that's happened this year, thank you for the wonderfully sweet moments, they'll always be part of my memories. Thank you for the bitter moments, I'll always look back and remember so never to repeat the same mistakes.
I miss you, not you.  ¶ 10:58 AM