Sometimes it is scary how you try to run away from yourself.
You try to hide, try to fight, try to look beyond what is there, has been there, and will be there
Into the unknown
Just to feel the unbounded satire that is life.
You grope around in the darkness looking for an answer, looking for the reason you are doing what you are doing,
Running around in circles just to realize that you do not have a tail, killing time, trying to prove that you are worthy of the air you are breathing, the food you are eating, the water that you are drinking, and each and every time you reach the same crossroad again and again.
Again you face the same path you crossed before, again the two signs reading the same in different languages.
Same shit, different day.
Life would have been different, life would have been better, life would have been so wonderful...
Ha! Jokes.
Shoot, or be shot.
That is the world we are living in.
Believe it!
Period.
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Just another one of those days when you want to kill everyone around you just to feel the solitude.
Can anyone lend me a gun please?
