"But I shouldn't complain  cause it don't matter, There are more wishes  than stars."



I have just noticed I don't enjoy kinder surprise anymore.

The apocalypse. Im afraid I might have just started it.  Its about 4 oclock in the morning and i have just visited the fridge for a snack and instead of a chocolate bar, i've eaten a whole bowl of salad which has some cauli and broccoli inside. Prepare for the end my friends. This is not normal. This is far from normal.

Don't get me wrong, It's not that I have this habitual gloomy mood on me all the time. It's just that I don't quite feel like writting about it when I feel seriously happy and calm about something.

There's life on one side, which constantly keeps reminding me to be patient in order to get what I want and be happy with it,
and there's me on the other side; the guy who chooses to take the stairs all the time just because he does not even have the patience to wait for the elevator to come; the guy who flushes the toilet while he is still peeing just because he cannot handle the pressure of waiting for something; the guy who has always been in trouble handling the concept of patience itself.

my lack of motivation blocks my imagination even for masturbating.