My purpose here

Forgot to say,I'll always be writting while i drink my tea and smoke a cigarette (or the opposite) and the time you need to read it is only a sip of your tea and a puff of your cigarette.

Just this time i stole this picture from the net cuz it really represents the blo.From now on though i wont.-

38th day

This is my first day of my non-diary blog but the 38th day Im in France,
Away from my friends,far from my family,my life,the self i used to know.

It's difficult you may say the first days.And yes it is still the begining, but 

things are starting to get boring and dull.I really cant say which life i prefer.

Actually its the 4th new start im trying out.They all turned out to be pretty 

good,but really?I mean really?Is that all there is?I need more.I sound hell

lotta selfish but i know im not satisfied.How do you know that you have

enough?How do you know you've got everything you ever wanted if

you dont try everything first?Everything is something elusive though.

Like now,I was talking to a friend who's looking for the love of his life,

say he finds her.HOW the hell does he know that there is an other person

somewhere on the other edge of the planet that's exactly the same as him,the 

"other half" as people say.Bullshit.Even if you have everything you ever wanted

you always want more.

I started writting about something else though.Screw it.