Daphne knows whats up.

Nothing is certain.

I fear that I may die someday. Still deeds to do, still words to say.
I fear I'll never find that girl, with eyes pale blue, hair golden curls.
A heart to feel mine, just as hers. To know my soul, these thoughts unfurl.

La Vie en Rose

A life through rose coloured glasses...

Bin Ladin is Dead

America is celebrating, and rightly so. This is a big step for the war in the Middle East and deserves celebration, but I'm also scared of what will happen now. This changes everything, for the last 10 years Al Qaeda has been relatively quiet and the constant presence of the war is all I've known since I was 8. After this they will want revenge, they will make him a martyr and the rules of the whole situation have changed. I am really happy and believe it is a step foward but I can't help think it won't be without cost.

People = Shit

Is everyone completely useless? Lately all I've seen in the people around me are the crushing defects in the personalities.

Funny as hell, but completely unreliable.
Beautiful and interesting, troubled and seemingly uninterested.
A great fuck, irritating and clingy.
An old friend, a backstabber.

These people are the ones who are making me lose hope in humanity. I don't even want to hang out with them. My view has acquired a definitively nihilistic tinge recently.