Life is weird, constantly changing yet not quite fast enough to keep us entertained until its all done with and then were just stuck standing in the middle of an intersection doing the Y.M.C.A
When all you really wanted to do in the first place was sleep in.
Life is weird.
I suppose it all balances out, I mean, it has to eventually right? We can't possibly continue on in such a mannor.
Does anyone know what I'm talking about? I don't...
I think I had a coherent thought process last night while laying in my oh so comfortable bed I never get to spend enough time in.
But that was last night, when no computer was near. And now that there is one sitting in front of me I've lost it.
Life is weird.
I guess we're just all tired, and all confused, all dieing for attention and acceptance, yet none of us truly likeing the world, so when we are accepted, we find ourself disliking ourselves.
Life is just funny like that.
You know, funny in the way where you want to jump up and down and scream and everyone and everything becuas nothing makes sense and your serously doubting it ever will again?
Yeah, that kind.
I'm gonna go sleep. I'm tired, it's 1 in the after noon, but life is just wierd.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment