are we free? or have our lives already been planned for us. What seems like free will is subconcious destiny? Or in writing this rubbish...am I fufilling what has already been written? ...maybe the fact that I'm acknowledging that...means it's my own free will? I like to think that I make my own luck, make and break my own rules. This is stupid I don't think we'll ever know..or I'll ever know. Not even when we die.
Which leaves me wondering WHY? I hate the word why. Why don't you love me? Why is the sky blue? Why can't I be free? Why are you white?
(oh my god karen you can't just ask someone why they're white!)
I feel like I'm stuck in a rut. I have amazing friends...all over australia. As much as I love them and even though they are infitely special to me and without just one of them my life would be so much different, I still need that one other person. You know the other person. That one who is physically there... wink wink.
I want some lovin'.
No not just loving.
All we want is to love and be loved in return.
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