As this old song plays into my minds I look around myself, founding me totally lost in this life.
Ambulances goes around here whith their alarm on.
Sombody die, sombady comes to life as I write this journal.

Thinking about life...what a strange thing. I've been thinking lately on how would be this life if more of us used to think about other people.

I hate life most of times, especially these days.
I love life sometimes but I never understood why.

Maybe life is the only thing we have for sure.

I still want to have a little chat with God about this fucked up universe of ours.

How could a superior being create such beautiful thing like stars, forests, mountains and useless errors like humanity?

We are born for what? Have we somekind of purpose?