Talk:Kick/@comment-6347931-20130521043947

Sometimes you have those days.

When you're mad.

You think,

I could of done that better.

I should of did that.

I should of said something.

And you end up,

Being mad at yourself.

Dissaponted.

Frustrated.

And fighting back tears.

But then you think.

There are others.

In a much worse position.

In a much worse condition.

Fighting for their lives.

Fighting for the chance.

That they migh never have.

There are others.

That worry about food.

And shelter.

Yet we complain.

And cry.

Over little things.

For us, it's a bad day.

Not a bad life.

For them,

it's a good day.

Not a good life.

We're lucky.

We're blessed.

AND WE'RE RIDING THE POLAR EXPRES! CHOO CHOO! Sorry, this was getting a little TOO depressing. So..yeah. I was bored. And thinking. And was like, "I would sound really deep and wise if I posted this! Yeah!" Lol. I have homework. Bye now.

~That awesome person named Jazzie.