“ A black cat crossed my path, and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the ”
Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.
~ Joanne Harris
I believe that being happy is the only important thing. Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or torturous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.
No point carrying useless ballast. It won't change a thing.
The dead know everything but they don't give a damn.
