I'm happy with it. My life that is: chilled beer, cashew nut, empty high place and rain.
Yes, it is raining outside. Seem cold.
The flash of lightning makes it darker.
The rumble of thunder makes it emptier.
Still, the fear and the hatred of being used carves into my soul.
People always take more than they could digest.
Mr and Mrs "know-everything".
What is the point for knowing but not understanding ?
What is the point for pursuit of high education, yet you does not act like one (excuse me, assholes and bitches !)
I don't really mind people make mistake, as long as they know what they are doing.
Still, don't understand the so called "human factor".
But I remember I was kinder when staying alone then when living among humans.
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