Not all the truths are told dreams are shattered words are unspoken memories are haunting but the imagination is still fighting to settle down.

He who has the audacity to stop you from dreaming is he who had given you the imaginations to think but not those who watch you as you explore the dreams

Even when Im alone I have real good company dreams and imaginations and pretendings. I like to be alone now and then just to think over things and taste them. But I love friendships and nice jolly little times with people.