Change is a difficult thing, who really wants to change themselves, it would mean that you dont think yourself and thats hard to swallow. I don’t see the point of changing its not like I’m significant enough or any change would really matter.
Every time I sit in a room with people I just can’t help thinking that one day everyone in this room will be dead one day, just ash and dirt. It doesn’t take that long either, probably one hundred years and 99.9% of the population will be gone.
Then I fantasise what if just one cup of tears was cried for each person on average by relatives and friends then that would be like two billion galleons of tears, probably enough to make a huge lake of sorrow.
And then I just think if life is so short and there is so much misery surrounding it, what difference could it possibly make that me, one insignificant part of the slow hundred year extinction of every thing that at this very moment is alive on this planet would want to change in the slightest.
So why dont we just all raise a glass and fucking enjoy are time, whoever you are.
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2007-10-25 @ 12:48