What If We Knew What

Time Is More Precious Than Gold, More Precious Than Diamonds, More Precious Than Oil Or Any Valuable Treasures. It Is Time That We Do Not Have Enough Of; It Is Time That Causes The War Within Our Hearts, And So We Must Spend It Wisely.

Deep Down, Underneath All His Layers Of Stupidity, He’s A Really Good Man. He May Act Out Far Too Many Selfish Thoughts, Says All The Wrong Things At All The Wrong Times, But Behind Closed Doors He’s A Best Friend. I Understand That He Has Idiotic Tendencies And I Can Still Love Him For It. He May Not Be Someone That You Feel Comfortable Sitting Next To At A Dinner Party But For Me, He’s Someone That I Feel Comfortable Sharing My Life With.

Now Let Me Teach You Another Thing About My Daughter. I Love Her Very Much But She Has The Ability To Hide As Expertly As A Sock In A Washing Machine. No One Knows Where It Goes, Just As No One Knows Where She Goes, But At Least When She Decides To Come Back, We're All Here, Waiting For Her.

Sometimes You Have To Give Yourself To Somebody In Order To See Who You Are. Sometimes You Have To Unravel Things To Get To The Core

I'm Trying To Make Some Sense Out Of The Phrase "everything Happens For A Reason," And I Think I've Figured Out What The Reason Is - To Pissed Me Off.