One day I decide I need to be happy, the next i find myself buried in a pile of loose ends and what not
The tendency to look back into my life somehow propels me into the future, even though I still find ropes just dangling on empty walls, waiting for me to climb and go back to where I wish I could be right now; or where I don't wna be anymore
Keep moving they say, even Nemo knows this better than me
I've seen so many superior things suppressed by mediocrity, but the pursuit of pleasure doesn't stop just there
Mediocre things don't interest me anymore. I am seeking for something more
Why dont you satisfy my hunger already