im not exactly sure how much damage can be repaired
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
its like were stuck in this imaginary place called earth and toyed around in a game called life; where we are strapped onto a wheel and sometimes were on the top and we almost touch the clouds and the stars and the sun and then the wheel continue rolling until we're all the way down where we can taste our own blood from our faces hitting the ground so hard. This life programmed by something mighty we usually refer to as God.
the perfect cycle. the greatest concept of them all.
