Sometimes I just wish that I am able to forgive and forget. Now one of the things associated with that is what do I want to forgive, and who do I want to forget? Coincidentally, those two things have to deal with the same person, my father.I'd want to forget all the things that have happened recently, and just pretend that they never happened. I want to pretend that he never left us, I want to...

"Look at what the world determines as a standard form of beauty" she said this morning.Automatically, my mind screamed "What does it matter to me if the world accepts it as beautiful?"I'd only see it as beautiful if I truly meant it. I don't care what the rest of the world thinks. The standard form of beauty is simply overrated. Anything can be beautiful to anyone. Take this for an example, I love...