Maxioms by Charles M. Schulz
A whole stack of memories never equal one little hope.
A whole stack of memories never equal one little hope.
My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. read more
My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I'm happy. I can't figure it out. What am I doing right?rn
No problem is too big to run away from.
No problem is too big to run away from.
Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It is already tomorrow in Australia.
Don't worry about the world coming to an end today. It is already tomorrow in Australia.
