mylonelyangel10

what is the purpose of life? doesn't this seem to be the question on everyone lips? had it never occured to anyone that maybe the purpose of life is not to question it? i was in a pretty good mood all day today despite being called into work 3 hours earlier. i saw a baby crocodile and i thought wow life must be simple for him, but then i thought this must be hell scary for him being out of his habitat in a shopping centre with all these eyes gawking at him and grubby kids hands touching his scaly skin - no wonder they had a rubber band around his jaw - if i was him i'd snap someones hand of just for the sake of it. fascination. that's the k

honestly. sometimes i wonder why i bother! why bother????!!!?? its useless. absolutely useless!! i'm pissed of about my artwork. i'm pissed off about everything! mainly because no no no bloggin about this crap. but gahh no one reads this anyway so i'm going to have my rant!! i feel like an idiot! an idiot i tell you!! i mean what kind of sick joke are you trying to play on me god? cuz i'm not laughing!!! why do i always do this to myself?? i'm too scared to say anything! but the unknown is killing me! making me sad! i shouldnt be sad! its stupid! which makes me mad! do you even notice me?? NO. what is the use in this?! when am i finally

A:i love moments B:yeh moments where nothing else matters A:exactly and the things that make these moments memories are the things i love you know like the sunshine, with a certain song, in a certain place in a backseat of a car comming home from something somewhere B:bus rides. i have a lot of good bus memories A:thats lovley B:yeh not that they are worth much now but at the time A:at the time there the only thing in the world right? and some times at the time there so good that you even think about how good itll will be to remember this ? or is it just me B:no i get that and then when its over you just keep thinking about it so