viernes, 10 de abril de 2009

Let go

You can be mad as a mad dog for the way things went; you can swear and curse faiths…but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.

For what it’s worth it’s never too late. Be whoever you want to be. There is no time limit: stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same: there are no rules to this thing. You can make the best or the worst time: I hope you make the best of it. I hope you feel things you’ve never felt before. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.

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