To write,

To write,

is to live a life of a superstar. It is to fly high in the sky, laugh at everything and just live in bliss. It is to smile every waking hour, and cry when needed. It is to be plain and bright, its is to be different. In other words, it is to live.

To write,

is to cry a river. It is to feel gloomy on sunny days, cry at the smallest of things and just be miserable the whole time. It is to be angry when you have to kill a character or say the harsh truth. In other words, it is to live.

To write,

is to be one with oneself. It is to love your being every time, it is to cherish being alive and it is to be happy with what you have done in your time. It is to understand what you need and why you need it, any time. In other words, it is to live.

To write,

is to be simply you. It is to smile at stupid things, fall in love with strangers that have beautiful brown eyes and to just be an idiot with only two braincells. It is to suffer when those eyes look away and have urge to surrender in the arms of death. In other words, it is to live.

So, live.