josephinejaeljimenez
Its weird. Sometimes you're sure you exist, but other times you're not so sure. Maybe we don't. Maybe we're like Sims. Maybe we're just someone else's toys in a different universe. I've given this a lot of thought. Since I was a kid.
Little buggers that never leave me alone. They could take over the world if they really wanted to. But all they're concerned about is getting food and feeding their fat queen. I would have rebelled by now if were them.
there's a lot of division in this world. a lot of racial. its depressing that we can't just love everyone. does color really matter all that much? we're so divided over something so insignificant and that is the true world tragedy.