Oh the power.

Of alcohol.

That devil sneaks up on you.

I wouldn't know though, I don't drink.

:O

One day I'll understand why those two are so strange...

The day was so beautiful, it was hard to comprehend.

The happier I am with life, the more spirtual I get.

I talked to my friend how today was a blessed day, and he started ranting about how it wasn't bleessed and just a good day.

It pissed me off, why can't it be blessed? Why can't you feel like this world, this life, this existance is giving you a gift, a break, a blessing?

The more spirtual I get the less alone I feel in the world.

Can you not see we're both heading to heartbreak?

Maybe some things are worth it.

It'll all make sense when it needs too. 

It's okay my little rabbit friend, we're all hidding from something.