sadness.

Blood diamond, is the saddest, and perhaps one of the most heart wrenching shows of all time. How greed and materialism has become the new will to survive.



This song, this one by michelle featherstone..is one of the saddest and yet it has, became one of my all-time favourite songs. Oh and it's playing in the background...

I can't see your face
In your reflection
I see your beauty and grace
And when the light shines bright
To show you your way
Do not be weary, don't turn your head away
**
So let the critics look upon you, with a thousand eyes
And let their tongues do the judging and criticize
And you just sit here before us and reveal your light
Go on, go on my child (2X)
**
Your soul is aching
And its dying to be heard
This might be painful but consider the worth
And when you feel like there's nobody on your side
They will embrace you with a radiant smile
**
So let the critics look upon you, with a thousand eyes
And let their tongues do the judging and criticize
And you just sit here before us and reveal your light
Go on, go on my child (2X)
**
So you want to give up and you can't find the strength
I believe that you will make it in the end
So you want to stare back and you want to retreat
I believe that there ain't nothing you can't be
Nothing you can't be
**
Don't feel so naked
I am the blanket of hope
Your words are life rafts
And they keep us afloat
And when this long painful journey comes to an end
They will be touched by the message, the message you've sent
**
So let the critics look upon you, with a thousand eyes
And let their tongues do the judging and criticize
And you just sit here before us and reveal your light
Go on, go on my child (5X)



It appears to be that lately, I've drawn to and have been attracting, all things sad, depressing and ol' so devastating. I think I just have a penchant for such things. Maybe I'll never be happy.

"I think therefore, I am"

I'm at a all time low. At least I'm feeling so.

I wish had a million bucks in the bank, or even just a shitload (for a lack of a better term) of cash, so that all the real estate agents can go to hell, I don't have to worry about rent or eviction, my flawless (previous) rent history and yet, still have a decent apartment to live in.

Seriously, I feel lke dying. Now, is the time I wish the world would crash over head, so I can hide and cry.