We all live in boxes with rose tinted windows.



Each picture marking a moment in your life, each snapshot freezing that split second of time. A spell of vain-ness, passing away the time. Hundreds & hundreds, you won't want to look through my phone. Thousands & thousands, you delete them if they make you groan. All of it meaningless, creating false memories. Weird outfits ; Stupid poses ; Cheesy smiles - Preserved in a picture, frozen forever. Fake happiness. The world isn't a harsh place, but the people in it are.