life
Strange, does anyone ever think that they are living life while they are living it. Do people go hmmmm, is this life?
Latley, I've found myself annoying. Even I am annoyed at me. I say things that seem so much like I'm an ass, I seem so quick to say anything, so in need to be social with somebody, to get and have thier attention I don't care whom I annoy or hinder. I can be quoted to saying "that's fine, you guys can ignore me" when nobody is ignoring me. What kind of guy am I?
Nobody cares anymore, talk about depressing. Life means nothing to anybody. We're all jaded... or some other word. We've seen it all, nothing impresses us, nor surpises us. Life, heh, we've had enough. Death doesn't firghten us. We know its inevitable. Religon, morality, caring. What are these things? I have no need, as I care about and for nothing and nobody. We who fear no god, we who fear no end, we who feel no love. Life is meaningless, we scurry and die. Sighs with such volume as the seas themselves may be taken in and sucked dry. Why doesn't anybody care? Why doesn't anybody want anything anymoe? Everyone tells me how unfullfilling life is. Why? Life is grand, it's so much available, if one wanted they could do anything and make anything. Anything is possible, why stop it? Why just idle it away with indifference? You have something precious, something that you may never get again. Why discard it like an old childhood toy, not realizing untill long after that it was a sacred treasure of a bygone era. mmmmmm.
The golden path, I want to follow it. I want...everything. Reality check. I will get something. Some I might like, some I might not. It's not what I am expcting, ever. Then life isn't. Just doesn't feel like I imagined, at all. Life. I don't even know what that is. But I love the feeling. The experience. Give me your life, if you want so little of it. I will use it, and enjoy it. I will spend it being happy, or sad, or mad, or emotional. I will spend feeling and living and loving and hoping. I could spend alone or I could spend it surrounded by friends, it makes no difference, life is sacred. That's enough rant, I have a headache.
Nathan: I hope that you are always happy.
James: I hope that you are always happy.
Brittany: I hope that you are always happy.
Louis: I hope that you are always happy.
Travess: I hope that you are always happy.
Brad: I hope that you are always happy.
Sean: I hope that you are always happy.
Mike: I hope that you are always happy.
Joel: I hope someday you will stop complaining and be happy.
Night folks, read...post...and be merry,
joellllll
Latley, I've found myself annoying. Even I am annoyed at me. I say things that seem so much like I'm an ass, I seem so quick to say anything, so in need to be social with somebody, to get and have thier attention I don't care whom I annoy or hinder. I can be quoted to saying "that's fine, you guys can ignore me" when nobody is ignoring me. What kind of guy am I?
Nobody cares anymore, talk about depressing. Life means nothing to anybody. We're all jaded... or some other word. We've seen it all, nothing impresses us, nor surpises us. Life, heh, we've had enough. Death doesn't firghten us. We know its inevitable. Religon, morality, caring. What are these things? I have no need, as I care about and for nothing and nobody. We who fear no god, we who fear no end, we who feel no love. Life is meaningless, we scurry and die. Sighs with such volume as the seas themselves may be taken in and sucked dry. Why doesn't anybody care? Why doesn't anybody want anything anymoe? Everyone tells me how unfullfilling life is. Why? Life is grand, it's so much available, if one wanted they could do anything and make anything. Anything is possible, why stop it? Why just idle it away with indifference? You have something precious, something that you may never get again. Why discard it like an old childhood toy, not realizing untill long after that it was a sacred treasure of a bygone era. mmmmmm.
The golden path, I want to follow it. I want...everything. Reality check. I will get something. Some I might like, some I might not. It's not what I am expcting, ever. Then life isn't. Just doesn't feel like I imagined, at all. Life. I don't even know what that is. But I love the feeling. The experience. Give me your life, if you want so little of it. I will use it, and enjoy it. I will spend it being happy, or sad, or mad, or emotional. I will spend feeling and living and loving and hoping. I could spend alone or I could spend it surrounded by friends, it makes no difference, life is sacred. That's enough rant, I have a headache.
Nathan: I hope that you are always happy.
James: I hope that you are always happy.
Brittany: I hope that you are always happy.
Louis: I hope that you are always happy.
Travess: I hope that you are always happy.
Brad: I hope that you are always happy.
Sean: I hope that you are always happy.
Mike: I hope that you are always happy.
Joel: I hope someday you will stop complaining and be happy.
Night folks, read...post...and be merry,
joellllll