"Fly like paper, get high like planes." - M.I.A.
We are paper planes. Flying wherever the wind takes us. No backup plan. No steering wheel. We go through the motions and try not to crash. We are, nonetheless, easily crush-able. Just like paper. What makes us great is that we decide straighten ourselves out and make our way to the runway once more. To fly once more. To feel once more.
For those of you who think that their life is miserable, disgusting and not worth living - Don't ever give up. Please, don't. Your perfect storm will not last forever. The turbulence will eventually end.
Then there are the planes (people) who are different. Way different. Try to see the world through their cockpit. It might be one helleva sight.
So this post is not going to be a lengthy. Long story short, try to fly to as many places (figuratively) as you can. Don't let the wight of the world keep you down. Live for yourself too. Because before you know it, the paper will wear out and you won't be able to fly anymore.
Till next time! This is me signing off! XOXO