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marți, 15 ianuarie 2008

Life is...

life is just one fuckin' thing after another...

u get born, go to school, university, work, kids, u die..

generally I like the phrase: "a great life, like a great story is not measured in the amount of page it has, but in the amount of moments you remember from it"

I’m often thinking about the future, with a small bit of fear, what is in there what is expecting for me??
is it a life full of success
or the bottom of a bottle, with no friends or place to live

when you are small you are afraid of being forgotten by your mom in the shop, or that your sister will not come to pick you from the kinder garden in the evening,
or you think that the bad guy from the fairytale that your grandmother just finished reading is under your bed and you sleep all night covered with the blanket so that he cannot get you!
life is just one fuckin' thing after another...

in the high school all the boys wanna get laid...it's like a crazy tournament, who'll do it first?? well i wasn't doing that at 13-teen and i don't really regret..everithing must come at its time talking

about the length of life..
I was always afraid of death, because nobody could tell me what is there(basically nobody comes back) and the lack of knowledge is one of my fears...
but now that i have diabetes..people with diabetes rarely live more than 60 years...
it's not that I’m expecting for the death now to knock on my door it’s just that I live without thinking about that

sometimes to overcome your fears you must face them...as simple as that:)

over and out

2 comentarii:

  1. death-is the thing people are afraid of, but the question is should we be afraid of it? should we live all our life in the fear for just one moment, the moment when it comes? I think no.
    A wise man said:"For death we must live"
    respect Dima.

  2. death is nothing.
    the feeling of doing nothing, of having nothing, of being nothing.


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