Feel like screaming. Argh. Stifled…. God…

Feel like screaming. Argh. Stifled….

God damn, why can’t we be ourselves?

Why can’t we all just be true to ourselves?

Fuck. We only live once. It could end next week. And when it ends… It ends. There’s no second chance. There’s no do-over. Are these not the most obvious of facts? Perhaps we all need a little reminding now and then. We’re not cartoons. We’re not movie characters.

As the painting on the wall says: “Life’s too short to wear tight shoes.”


Create until nothing is left to create.

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