fruitful searches.

Today’s another day. Last night was another night. Why is my heart so torn all the time. Why can’t things just be easy like they used to be? Why can’t people do the things they want,accept responsibility, change what needs to be changed, just merely be better for themselves. Why are we self masochists? Why do we want things more when we can’t have them? & then live day by day torturing ourselves until we find a way out…or a more permanent distraction? I guess the simple reason for that is…because it’s LIFE. well fuck that nonsense. I’m moving to the rain forest where I will have no issues deciphering what’s right for myself or other people, where my main goal to achieve day by day is hanging out with monkey’s…& avoiding giant anaconda’s that will try and eat me in my sleep. Sounds a lot more appealing than dealing with everyone else’s nonsense all the god damn time. We humans, are evil. I swear.