I just love that pic! This is my motto: I just don’t get it when people have to complicate simple things.
How is life in Canada different from life in the United States? How is it the same?
Any cultural aspect, for any group of people.
If you’ve lived in both I’d love to hear what you think!
Life wasn’t supposed to be like this,
But you were born in your situation
with your friends you laughed
and then, what happens?
There’ just this void in you
what you did to feel this way, doesn’t matter anymore
you’re young (we’re young and i’m 90 years old)
But.. what is exactly this void?
Does Adolf Hitler matters?
Do filth matters?
The Devil is the devil only because he insists (she?)
We insist, on filth, on revenge, on our ego.
Life wasn’t supposed to be like this
But then, you hear a song and you insist, on stop being an idiot.
Am i a psychopath? Or just someone who has found himself.
Because, baby, I lost God’s love, but i still have yours.
And maybe…. just maybe… with all it’s horror, life was supposed to be like this
So, take me to the river.
Show me the biggest tragedy
And i’ll still think that whenever i see a boy and a girl holding hands on the mall and buying pop corn.
Whenever i know that not everybody is as tragic as me, i’m at ease.
And God’s love returns, and the boy and girl are emos, and i return to my friends
And boredom… dissapears.
(Dedicated to the past).
Go get some sleep Martin.