I miss the friends I made in elementary school.
People blindly following their parents’ religion with no knowledge of their own. Smh.
After reading Mary Shelly’s “Frankenstein,” I came to the realization that an individuals being is embodied by the books he or she reads within a lifetime. The books can be literal in meaning or even serve as symbols for the experiences one can come face to face with. Even the “creature,” otherwise known as Adam is greatly impacted by pieces of literature in a variety of ways in that it even affects his own perceptions and views of the world. I think this is pretty relevant to the aspects of the real world as well. Although ”Frankenstein” is science fiction, it’s unusually quaint that it can be so relative to the real world.
They say life is composed of the experiences an individual must endure, and of how they react and respond to these certain occurrences and situations. An individual whose life is flushed with nothing but peace and harmony, with no pain and anguish to balance the flow between the two, is an individual inexperienced with life itself. Past generations have lived and died in order to achieve one goal, and that is for the future to gain a new kind of peace and prosperity that they were unable to experience in their own lifetimes. However, it is my belief that without tragedy and suffering, there can be no true appreciation of the joys that life can induce upon an individual.
THE ONLY MASHUP YOU’LL EVER NEED.
WHO THE FUCK DID THIS.
are you fucking kidding me