Life.
Love.
Family.
Health.
You’re waiting for your fuckin Birthday to be happy,aren’t you ?
It’s the same old thing every day since you’re 16.You wake up,you drink cofee,you smoke,
you’re listening depressing music and you are searching again and again the fuckin meaning
of all these words above.Who are you? What are you?
Every day is exactly the same.Either you’re happy or sad.You’re gettin old every second,
you’re life is running out every moment.
You fuckin masturbate,you have sex,you drink a lot and puke,you smoke pot,you’re a piece of
shit.What’s your purpose? You’ll be at 30 some day and you’ll have the average payed job,
an average good-looking wife,an average house,an average fuckin life. So what’s your purpose
again for Christ’s sake.All of your life is fated.You can’t do anything great,anything
that would change the world.You’ve lost your childhood,but you’ll have the best 10 years of your
life…you’ll masturbate,you’ll have sex,you’ll drink a lot and puke,you’ll smoke pot and
you’ll still be a piece of shit.Everything’s meaningless.There isn’t a perfect life.
The utopian love that you desire doesn’t exist.You can’t stand you’re family sometimes…
most of the times.And what about health? Thank God,you’re in good health.
So…when you’ve lost all your ideals what can you do ? What should you fight for ? What
should you wait for ?
