Sometimes, I find ourselves not believing in all the things that I believe in.
Sometimes, hate and darkness and unhappiness seems more real than truth and love and goodness and kindness.
Sometimes, I just want to point and wave that universal finger of non-peace and non-goodwill to every person who is even remotely related to me.
Sometimes, trying hard is not good enough. Sometimes, nothing is ever good enough.
Sometimes, the combined powers of drugs and booze and mindless TV programs and comfort food eating are not even good enough to bring me away from that which is reality, that which is so ugly.
Sometimes, the amount of fake teeth-baring smiling, the pretend 'ha-ha-ha's, the hello-how-wonderful-to-see-yous are more than enough to make me want to hurl my breakfast on the speaker's lap. Sometimes, I find yourself turning into one of these 'hypo' people and I feel like killing myself, but I still do it anyway.
Sometimes, I hate life with a vengence, and there's not even a real reason why.
Sometimes, I just want to stay home, and eat crisps while watching cartoons on the telly.
Sometimes, I suspect that there is alien life breeding inside my body, and that alien life occasionally surfaces and turns my normally optimistic personality to more schizophrenic and psycopathic. Sometimes I even wonder whether the nice parts were merely play-acting on my part.
Sometimes I love life. Sometimes I just can't wait for the end to come.
Sometimes I wish I have an explanation for my wierd behaviour. I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that I'm not as insane as I feel.
Sometimes, I daren't show my blog to anybody. Because the things I write doesn't do fulfill the objectives of my blog, which is to make people happy.
Sometimes, I wish life's a lot more easier and simpler.
1 comment:
u got watch Aliens? where the baby alien burst open out from the chest/tummy?? tat kind aliens gonna burst out from urs?? can i watch it when that happens??
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