we strive our whole lives to become something thinking theres more out there when in reality we just reach senile attitudes and miserable existence. why can't we just eat drink and be merry? do we have to spend everyday hoping we meet someone special? or can we just live life with our best friends and not worry about heartache?
i just hate that i feel a certain way just by merely walking outside.. i just want to be able to tell him im done with you and i want to be your friend and nothing be wrong. and then i want to run away to california and make a living doing dramatic monologues. but no, you have to have a career and money and friends and family and food. why can't we just live for the sake of living? why has life been mass produced as means of survival? can't we just enjoy ourselves and love each day for the fact that we get to experience it?
KJC
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