on Friday 22nd of July there was some bombings in Sharm el Sheik. the places on the TV that we've all seen that have been hit are places that i'd walked by, and stayed by just a couple a nights previous to that date. the whole thing got me thinking, cos a was recently thinking about death and when it will be my time to go.

shit that happens and devastates live around the globe could all be signs, roadblocks on our choices in paths left to walk down to fulfil our destinies. if my life was meant to be taken young then those bombings could have been on an early night. if london commuters were meant to live then maybe thats why they changed there minds and didnt get the tube for a change.

to me, its all down to fate. if were meant to die, and we come to the end of our paths, it'll happen. if we've slipped down the wrong path of destiny then a disaster or major event will throw us back on the right path. and if we all continue in our stride, marching down the right path then maybe, just maybe, the world may all be at peace for a while.


did you evar think about it like that??

if they say life is a box of chocolates, what chocolate would u be?

if they say life's a bitch, what bitch exactly??

they say life's the preparation for death, what are we preparing for then?