It's been a night of many questions.
Of appearances and deviance and urges.
Of bullshit and pigspeak and bitchgossip.
Of friendship and like and lust and love.
Of morals and ethics and values.
I question myself, cos I respect others' viewpoints, but at the end of the day, I can never think I'm doing much wrong. Cos my shoulders feel fine and my air is clear. I'm just being a human and to try and be an angel is like trying to fly to heaven when I haven't savored all the tastes that this real world has to offer. Whatever it is, do what you feel and do what's natural, it shouldn't go too bad, I have faith in myself.
I don't question others cos I can see why they would do the things they do. In many a case, I feel the same way too. It's just that my horns are wrapped up in plastic, waiting for the day of their release.
I went off @
1:35 PM
Tuesday, November 3, 2009