Monday, January 3, 2011

What is this mine field doing in my head?

How does three days of complete serenity disappear so silently? The same way leaves fall off their branch. Time does not stop. I'm thinking of my death today. I'm thinking of how i only have about 40 years left before i become miserable and depressed, and my bones begin their stages towards becoming brittle. We all think we have 100 years. but truly we have 50. 50 to party and make big mistakes. Not to think about death and how much time we have. We are young. We are ruthless.Begin living like it while we have the chance to get away with it…

Anyways, 'nough with the stupidity. I'm bored. Bye

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