Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Obituary Blues

Why are things so fucking sad sometimes?
Why is Love so hard to find if we’re all looking?
Why can best intentions be seen as ulterior motive?
Why is money modern form of bloodletting?
Why can’t you say what you mean and mean it?
Why do things go to shit when hope is leaving?
Why, why, why, why?

You could ask that forever.



(July 5)

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