Untitled ..
I have titled this post that simply did not find the adjective ... do not even know what I should write
just try to get out of my system a lot of ideas that are doando me back to the head.
Why am I just that it hurts so much
that the desire to fuck the Indian
that Barney is purple
that blue smurf ....
ok but not the last two .... not merely that death is better than I even suffer
doubting my beliefs, I used to believe in God but now
not everything that is happening to me around, I think flat is a vengeful God is not a pacifist God as we believe.
Why is there so much war, because there is so much hunger in the world, that there is hatred, because people change, and I suffer, that hurts, that's strange ... that the tightness of wanting to explode into billions of pieces without explanation .... just wanted to stop there.
2 ½ years ago I had an accident on my bike, I now regret not having been lying there or braking at the right time to avoid what I now look ... is inexplicable ....
What we do not teach you in school sometimes loneliness is that the word can also be synonymous with pain and it is unfair, should teach us to have human relationships instead of mathematics, should teach survival courses instead of algebra loving .. .. I say, more to serve the purpose of life more than anything in the world, I move from the ethereal material in one fell swoop ... someone help me?
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