pigs in a wagon
What the fuck. Visions toying with me. Dreams mocking me, crowding me and beating me. Oh chrjst I must get the fuck out of here. Holy crap..
The same question regarding happiness and ignorance can be applied to time. Either we enjoy something so much that time literally starts flying, but the awesome moment passes quickly. Or the long and extended time, in which you think and usffer. Either you have all time in the world, but you live FOR the clock, or you have no time, but you enjoy the milimoment that you get.
Both are as pathetic, both are as rel.
I'm a shiny rainicorn floating in the sky
How I wish I could paint,.. Crap
Adieu, friends
"nuumber twooo, I'll do annything for youuu"
Adieuuuu, number twooo
The same question regarding happiness and ignorance can be applied to time. Either we enjoy something so much that time literally starts flying, but the awesome moment passes quickly. Or the long and extended time, in which you think and usffer. Either you have all time in the world, but you live FOR the clock, or you have no time, but you enjoy the milimoment that you get.
Both are as pathetic, both are as rel.
I'm a shiny rainicorn floating in the sky
How I wish I could paint,.. Crap
Adieu, friends
"nuumber twooo, I'll do annything for youuu"
Adieuuuu, number twooo
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