Changing Points

people change. things dont always stay the same. for now, i think every1 should just kick their own ass and be happy someone eats his own sht or does something stupid. even better, dont be happy at all. as with all beings, there are certain events that affect and change their personalities. some are temporary, some are permanent, depending on the event and damage. it doesnt pay to be good, only the good die young, why? cos whats the point of living long if u have to be good? looks can be deceiving, people can have split personalities, everyone has secrets, its only how well they keep it. the moment ur secret betrays u, u can turn into killer mood or maybe emo a while. again, that depends, on the type of secret. why are we here on this earth? why do we die in the end? why do we exist, to work so hard, to enjoy, knowing that u have, just to leave everything once more and die? sometimes u go first, sometimes they go first, sometimes, they didnt even start, many times, one is heartbroken and the other.....well, doesnt give a fcking damn. people are dangerous, especially women. why are there 3 times more women than men? cos not everytimes a success. life isnt plain sailing, only god doesnt know that. why? cos hes playing with all of us down here, that answers y we exist, to be playthings. that " " up there fools us around. favouring some, disappointing others. well, u cant possibly please every1, but at least give equal chances, not leave 1 in despair give the other all da good stuff. like transformers, theres more to everything thats meets the eye, i maybe cheerful at times,mostly in school. but deep down, when im alone, who knows? whats the meaning of success, is it a destination, or is it an experience u gain along the way. for me, its the destination. things dont always happen twice, one chance, one moment, miss it, thats ur problem. dont tell me failure is the mother of all successes, i dont give a fcking damn, i dont beleive. its not true. not everyone invents light bulbs like Thomas Edison. god favours him, he has hundreds, maybe thousands of trys, to make something. Albert Einstien another lucky bitch. not every1 does. thats y suicide happens, cos of failure most of the time. remember, people come, people go, people change.......lets live in peace, hoping that our dreams will one day come true. till then, suffer in silence.