| Welcome... Sometimes we're happy, sometimes we're sad, and this makes me hate sometimes love, sometimes sadness. We are listening to a happy music and we are happy, when we are listening to a sad music we become sad. Sometimes I wish to kill you, sometimes I wish to kiss you. This make us a hater, or a lover. I prefer to be a lover, a lover of peace, joy, intelligence, and love. But I don't love everything: I hate the corruption, I hate seeing people dying, I hate seeing people crying, I hate when someone steals someone, I hate the religions. What the hell are us? We are what we think we are. Everyone knows what's right and what's wrong, but sadly there are thing that changes our way of thinking... Are there people who born with the will of kill and steal? Yes. Why? I don't know. I think it's the nature of things... There are things that can't be understood. What do you think? Send me an e-mail. Thanks. |
