Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Paragraph with a Punch.

It's ridicilous how people can come in and out of your life. Your best friend can become your worst enemy and vice versa. However, that's the thing about life. It punches you in the face when you're not looking. It keeps you on your toes, like a maze. You never know what to expect next. It's like the people are written in pencil, therefore you can't erase them. 
Is there any permanent people out there?

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