Cycle-ism

September, March, 2002, 2007, 2009, it doesn't matter the date. I do exactly the same over and over and over... Fan of evolution, and can't seem to achieve it. I write, then re write my thoughts, make goals and then change as they seem more difficult to acomplish.

FUCK this, fuck me, FUCK YOU.

I hate living in moving sands...

I hate myself even more.

I really don't give a fuck about anything anymore.