Life is a book

May 16, 2011
Life is a book. When you first
look at it, you hate it. We throw it around,
abuse it, and don’t care about it. It gets
ripped and torn up, while it gets read from
person to person. Yet, you never know
what happens in the end. As time goes on,
pages start to fall out, turn yellow, and
the ink fades. Then, it’s
nothing. Just withered, old pieces of paper,
that once used to be a story.

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