There are things that we'll never understand. There are things that we'll never do. Things that we'll never think about. Because the world is very, very big.

You're young, and happy, with your friends drinking the whole night, smoking until the sun rises up, in the beach. Just laughing. And then you realize that this is ending, that this won't last for ever. That neither you nor your friends will be kids for ever, you all will grow up and you'll have to take decisions you don't want to. And you ask yourself why. Why you and your friends have to take different paths, why you and your friends have to broke up, why you feel that maybe you won't see them again, never again. And why do you feel that this will happen soon, so soon that  when it happens, you won't realize it until it's too late.

And you hate time, and growing up sucks. But as you're a teenager, you take the cigarette and smoke, then drink all the alcohol while saying "Fuck it". Because as well as you know this will happen, you also know that you can't help it.

So, Fuck it.

The Apple Road.