So far, so good.
It's been too long again dear you,
I've been lacking the creativity, or maybe not; just not having the time.
But today, i needed to vent, so i did.
Sometimes I really get the urge to scream.
I scream in the inside a lot of times. Out of frustration, out of happiness.
This life is too exciting, yet too risky business.
Every year, every month, every day, every second, something happens for a reason.
I don’t think so,
I just think that you just create and control your own reality.
You’re on a bus thinking about how you got here. Then you’re at home in your room sitting quietly staring at nothing-ness thinking the same thing you were thinking this morning. How the hell did you get here?
You need so much and when you have it you just want to lose it and forget it. You always remember but you still risk it.
No matter what, you know you live in misery business. (Sometimes atleast.)
