Live your life as if each day were the last

in #photography6 years ago

You're going to be sixteen by only three hundred and sixty five days and you can die at seventeen. When your mom asks you if you want to sleep in your bed, say that if. One day she is going to be in a hospital bed, and there will not be enough space to do so. Stop to cancel plans salt and use your legs while they work. You don't have anything guaranteed. Stops to deny the love. You're not going to be able to love someone as a teenager thirty-five years