Tuesday, September 27, 2005
i think that the greatest irony of life is it's length. they say life is short. but seriously, i doubt so. life is the longest thing, i mean wot can you do that is longer?
pillock. you read a book then you watch a show. then you think. then you realise fairytale endings, white horses and white dresses, hah, like it or not, don't come true. such cruel agony and they ask why is the world never fair.
propaghandistic romance. they instill in you from young. so often you fall prey too.
pillock, bloody pillocks.
why would anyone want to live in an unfair world? why bother taking such a long time? because we all hope. we all hope that someday it will be our turn, maybe just a tad or maybe just for one day we could lie on a bed of roses, sipping our champagnes while blistfully staring at the clouds.
pillocks they are and now they have made us one too. bloody bollocks.
glitter glatter, tad tatter. was watching bride and prejudice. very colourful, very colourful indeed.
hazel
12:56 AM
