Sunday, 1 July 2007
Life is made to shape you.. I thank life for shaping me into a puddle of melted goo.

It's sad when sometimes you realise, who you really have as true friends, and who you don't. Those that use you, dispose of you as they please, and step on you when they wish. Had a nice conversation with corde about just that. I love every single one of my friends, and if need be, i'd die for them, I'd rather die for them, than to live with the guilt that i could have saved them, but didn't try.

Death is after all but a new adventure right? Life is meant to prepare you for death.. so life is something like school, and death is like work, and what comes after death .. i don't know.. scotch tape doesn't seem to work anymore, and why do i seem like i'm the only one who uses the scotch tape? Everybody else uses the dustbin.. or gets new ones..

Year after year it's the same scenario for me, people come people go and I seem like the only one that cares or is affected. Cherish what you have.. test their limits.. sigh.. 98% of the time when i test limits, i end up going one step further, and further, until there comes a point in time.. the line just breaks.. it doesn't happen with everybody, 2% stick by me, but that's the honest truth.. life's like that i guess.

I don't like life, and maybe i'm getting ready for my new adventure.
but until then, growl.


monster kealur wabbit ||| 02:29

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