Sunday, March 18, 2012

Thank God, it's overdue!

Could it be that questioning things which wouldn't make you feel that life makes sense is actually about you realizing that you're missing love in your life? Yes, it could. It's about all the useless facts like dinosaurs which couldn't make you happy anyhow or help a tiny little bit when you're craving certainty, and want to feel that it's not only a small life so manic, but something more and longer lasting (even longer than the dinosaurs, that is).

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