Oct 01, 2003 15:30
The idea of life, in itself, seems to me futile at times. I feel like I am forever glued down to one spot in time, the future something constantly talked and worried about but never to eventuate. I ask myself wether it is worth it all and sometimes I do not know.
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(um, random & not really related, i know, but.)
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