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![]() Why... isn't that the eternal question? i'm not talking about any of the pointless hippie shit, you know "why is the sky blue". no i'm talking about the WHAT THE FUCK WHY. i want to know why good things never happen to the good people, i want to know why 4000+ children who are 5 years old or younger die each month of malnutrition for nothing more then oil (hi mr. busch). i want to know why good people get hurt Get Hurt GET HURT. well didn't ya know nice people finish last... ok why? why should i bother getting up when a orange ball fills the sky? or better yet, when the rain water falls from the sky like a someone squeezed a dirty dish rag. i want to know why a man who said "you might not get what you deserve but you'll get something that hurts." has turned into my hero. why do i come back for more with a smile on my face when i'm about to get slapped down again Again AGAIN. i thought we learned from our mistakes, what the fuck happened to evolution raging madly on. but no, nothing has changed and nothing will change. why, because we are human and humans don't do what best for them, but instead we do what comes first into our simple minds sometimes saying things that often have so little truth in them that even the liar is surprised. so why are we here? all we are here for is just to fill the holes. fill the holes in our minds and souls with the people and the experiences that will complete us. why is such a simple concept so hard to finish, i don't know maybe that's why i'm asking why. why the fuck are you still sitting and reading this. you want to change any of this, well if you want to beat the devil you're first going to have to learn how to sing her song. but when society today needs an answer next thing you know, 47 bibles sold every minute, every hour that's an extra 2,820 people a very unsexy, and very significant problem. but why do you just go on, why do you watch what you're watching, why do you do what you're doing. you can't blame that shit on anyone but yourself. but the thing i've got know why was anyone even watching 90210? if were lucky, life can be more than just a bad collection of bad magazines, bad movies, and bad television written by bad writers about bad people with trivial problems. oh yea, we just laugh at the harsh reality because it's too painful to realize. so try to remember that selling out is not the same thing as cashing in, and that sticks and stones don't hurt me, it's your words, or lack thereof, that break me. life is about living...can we please get started? ![]() |