can i honestly trust thats in space? i mean come on look it, i havent seen it with my own eyes how do i know the Nasa people have just decided to make it up :S HXDKSGFDSZGLDSRGLDSE why am i questioning the one thing that i love the most? I love space and its impossibility but i dont now what to believe any more, nothing i do makes sense, im a peice of meat ~ muscle ~protien ~amino acids ~cells ~DNA that makes no difference to this world at all, so why do i care about whats out there, what there is for me to do, to see, when as an evidential end, the sun is going to explode?
Take me here, take me away to relax and re-think what i want to do with my life, the enthusiasm to 'know' what 'is' is now becoming futile, this isnt like me at all, something needs to grab me quick before i turn into some lame boring twat.
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