09 setembro 2013
We live in the wonder age living the wonder years where things come and things go. (Oh dear, if it were only things..) The friends who grew up with you deserve a special respect. The ones who stuck by you shoulder to shoulder, when you had built your wall so high for no one to climb and, they patiently waited on the other side breaking down every brick of it. They were there, in a time when nothing was certain, all life ahead, and every road lead home.