when she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. they wanted her to change back into what they always had been,. but she had wings. Life is change.use your wings.
The purpose of life is not to just be happy. The purpose of life my love, is to feel. You must understand that your pain, is essential. - Make me feel something, and I'll want to keep you around forever.
Your are your 'selfish' years. It's a decade to immerse yourself in every single thing possible. Be selfish with your time and all the aspects of you. Tinker with shit, travel, explore, love a lot, love a little and never touch the ground.