Sometimes we aren’t sure.
Sometimes we’re confused.
Sometimes we do things without thinking.
Sometimes without knowing why.
Sometimes we’re sure.
Sometimes we just act.
Sometimes we utterly fail to act.
Sometimes we regret.
Sometimes we love.
Sometimes we hurt.
Sometimes we laugh and sometimes we cry.
Sometimes we don’t even know why.
Sometimes we learn,
sometimes we don’t.
Sometimes I think about all of these things and realize that being a monkey is just really fucking confusing.
Your email is never published nor shared. Required fields are marked *
You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>
<a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>
Sometimes…
Sometimes we aren’t sure.
Sometimes we’re confused.
Sometimes we do things without thinking.
Sometimes without knowing why.
Sometimes we aren’t sure.
Sometimes we’re sure.
Sometimes we just act.
Sometimes we utterly fail to act.
Sometimes we regret.
Sometimes we love.
Sometimes we hurt.
Sometimes we laugh and sometimes we cry.
Sometimes we don’t even know why.
Sometimes we learn,
sometimes we don’t.
Sometimes I think about all of these things and realize that being a monkey is just really fucking confusing.