ever questioned and over questioned what is life? what is it for? what do you live for? what is the function of your life in this world?
These past 2 days I’ve been going crazy with those questions..
It’s just that when you look at life from another point; it’s the strangest thing. Even doctors are the strangest thing.. like how in the world do you go out and buy health?
Life really works in a strange way… So I wanted to do a strange picture today.. With my dead rose.. Because in general life is like a rose, a precious little rose you must cultivate until it turns brown 🙂
i know.. i know… I’m pretty messed up xD