sumtimes i wonder how we even end up in teh positions an' situations we find ourselves in. teh paths are so twistin' an' windin' its hard to believe, lookin' back
how do things start so earnest lee an' sincere lee, an' end so,
so bad lee? hurt, anger, pain, an' yet happiness an' contentment seem just a touch away, non? i can taste them.
is it teh choices we make? is it fate? destiny? are we even in that much control? are thangs spiralin' out of control or becomin' moar sharp an' focussed? how can you even decipher?
are we reachin' teh beginnin' of teh end, or teh end of teh beginnin'?