For those of you who have ever read my post entitle "grass". Yes. that post. It reminds me of life. How we step on it with our barely two feet, How we criticize of it everyday, how we complain about it. How down to the earth they are. How we make everything beyond the word "grass". Someday, you'll be under it. We'll be buried under it. And grass will grow entirely on your grave. Reminding footsteps that you have step on it. Remembering what you have did on it. You forgot. You forgot that you are most likely like them. You are made out from dirt. The most disgusting thing ever made by earth is you. x
