I get the memories with certain smells. I remember when i was in year 2 at school [Grade 2]

The smell of cherries brings back memories of that, i dunno why, but i can remember colouring in pictures and running around the play ground.

Everything was so simple... Now its all about making money to survive, and hard graft.

If i could go back to being 7 years old for a day, i would.

Sometimes i just sit down and think back, and go over my life, and what i've got, what i've acheived so far.

Life is a strange thing, never to be taken for granted.


I end up thinking about death alot, but i try not to. Tbh, im scared shitless of dying, its terrible. I dont want it to hurt, i dont want it to happen. And if our souls live on, what happens to them?

They'll be around for EVER. Ever is a bloody long time, spesh when i cant sit still for 3 mins...

I always think, what if i die 2moro, what if i die before i have kids, and all this shizzle...

Why has life got to have a end that no ones knows.