I'm eighteen and my life is a mess, just like my blog.
"How do you know what borders are, if you never crossed yours to see what there is on the other side?"
Somewhere in Europe.
whenever I’m traveling I always get tripped out at the fact that this is someone’s actual hometown like they know every back road and how to get everywhere and they’ve probably had tons of memories in this citybut I’m just someone passing by
Is it really that hard to put yourself in somebody else’s place? Is it really that hard to understand that everything is relative, that it is always influenced by the circumstances and point of view of each of us? Or is it just easier to deny and mock someone’s different perception, feeling or belief than to respect it? And how come people prefer to go with the flow rather than stand by a friend when things get harsh?
If life has ever taught me anything it’s not to expect anything from anybody, and to have no faith in humanity whatsoever, but to always have faith in yourself.