Another Morning | victemofsuicide's Blog
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I feel at peace, when i sit down to watch the 6 oclock news, sip on my warm coffee, and smoke my cigg. Im not sure how to explain it, but if you look at this specific tree outside my window, you can see on one of the branches where this squirel rests and spends his days because some of the bark has been torn off some how; about 8 oclock I should see him. Every morning, and latly there is another squirle that tags along. I want to provide a home for someone one day. Weather its a friend who needs a place to go, or a lil mini me....or, even just a pet. One of the few things I want in life, is to make someone feel loved. American Idol-ugg. And so many other 'reality' shows, make no sence. Though some of them, I will admit, can keep you occupiede. But it comes along with unecassary thoughts. Gas is rediculas. I know that someone has figured out a really really sucsessful alternative, but goverment has forced who ever to keep it a secret. That's what's in my head.....hehe. Goverment likes to hide a lot of things, we're not who we were oginanally ment to be. I don't want to sound like one of those freaks that carry 'the end is near' signs while shouting words on the street, but I do feel that, the end is near. Maybe not for a while, but I definatly feel its in my life time. I don't think that my kids will have kids. Ok, now Im just babling. 15 people died of a tornatou. Im not feeling at much peace anymore right now. "All you need to do is look around and you can see the devistation"-Dave, the news man. I look at myself in the mirror. Yes, Dave, devistation. This Blog Entry's Comment Board There are no comments on this post yet, be the first to leave one!
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