On chocolate tarts and the meaning of life.
Spending the day without spending a cent.
Ok, so we did spend a bit on the chocolate tarts. But those are ALWAYS worth a bit of cash. Mmmmm.

Perhaps a few steps before myself, but I guess responsibility is something that oversteps itself at all times, building walls before the foundation becomes stable. As we were thrown into the world, we are, once again. I would say that you are worth a little anxiety, a little stepping out of my pride and my comfort zone. And a little fine tuning?
Its inevitable anyway. Life was never the media crap fairytale. The end product without the means.

Must, will, can.
Should, would, could.

What's the difference?