Tuesday, August 25, 2009
hell.
What we gather is just an over pouring of emotion. From years of neglect to something we didnt even know existed. Now that we do, we're done for.
Sometimes I just feel upset to know that evil exists, that bad and pain is inevitable, and that the illogical is still illogical. We can't make sense of things not sensible.
Like the bizzare feeling of crying over a friend who died years ago, that hardly passes through your mind as much as they should. Grieving over things that our grieving period is up on.
I remember being young and hearing about people who got bed sores, and how i thought that was the saddest thing I have ever heard. Maybe the world we live in has made us more bothered by not having solutions or not understanding every little thing.
happy happy happy happy happy.
happiness is a choice not a place or state of mind.
i hope people get what i mean by that without thinking im depressing as hell.
Sometimes I just feel upset to know that evil exists, that bad and pain is inevitable, and that the illogical is still illogical. We can't make sense of things not sensible.
Like the bizzare feeling of crying over a friend who died years ago, that hardly passes through your mind as much as they should. Grieving over things that our grieving period is up on.
I remember being young and hearing about people who got bed sores, and how i thought that was the saddest thing I have ever heard. Maybe the world we live in has made us more bothered by not having solutions or not understanding every little thing.
happy happy happy happy happy.
happiness is a choice not a place or state of mind.
i hope people get what i mean by that without thinking im depressing as hell.
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