Current mood: contemplative
Promises must have been God's attempt at humor. It's just a word that flows too easily. And the words that play along, are always the same. Or very similar.
Empty promises... Gifts that are purchased, then returned.Made to look pretty, and then handed out freely. Even though there should be something inside of them, all you'll find are thin, delicate pices of tissue that are made to look pretty.
Hypocrites are people with alot of \"gifts to give.\" Always saying one thing, then doing another. Actions have always spoken louder than words. I've always been told this, but now, can unfortunately see it. I can finally see what hurts so much when you look into an empty box. A treasure chest of sand.
The sand looks pretty, feels pretty, but is absolutely worthless. You cant drink it, eat it, or use it in any useful way. But there's enough of nothing to go around for everyone.