why do we grow up?
why do we have to work?
why do we have emotions?
why do we have complains?
i’m full of complains and i could very well just pissed myself off badly.
little things could trigger it all.
haven’t been in the best mood in recent days.
ok, it’s not really full of complains, but this unknown angst, but maybe i do know why, ok, maybe i don’t, not the main point.
the main thing is, i’m not happy……
