Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Steadily sitting in my room with wavy visions and thoughts of how and why I ended a lifestyle for this pain and suffering to try and be happy for a moment. Among the stress to having a roof, the only satisfaction I want is comfort in this lonely bed room witch I know will never happen being a artist, with a mentality of never being satisfied. Things will always be complicated and I feel there will never be a solution to this problem unless I forget the problems. But to do that is to forget yourself. I am done with this so called life and will do my best to be satisfied with downloading movies, jacking off and making so called art. That is all I will look forward to and that can never be unsatisfied.