Life is very strange... I don't get it, which I guess makes sense, I don't think life is meant to be understood, what with all it's contradictions, but it does make it difficult to get by.
I'm in a rather moody kind of mood currently, as my earlier paragraph may have clued you into, I'm just hating the world and all the crap within. Friendship for instance, is rather crap filled, you read about it books, trusting someone, several someones sometimes, with all of yourself, and them trusting you in return, and being loyal to each other. In reality so few people can actual be trusted with anything, your sanity, your life, your secrets, nothing is safe! I have had that proved to me so often, that I've become cynical, which I hate. My mother says when I was younger all I wanted was friends, and now I'd , mostly, rather not be bothered by friendship and all the stress it causes.
There is other streams of thought running through my head also but this is the main river.
On a lighter note I'm in an artistic mood, which I haven't been in for a long time, I love art, so to have inspiration and idea's is refreshing, and reviving.
I decorated my canvas plimsolls with splashes of nail vanish and glitter, and the verdict is that they look gooood...
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