The wounds only bleed..

The wounds only bleed,
When the memories return,
To haunt the heart forever,
And to bring the pain again.

The scars only throb,
When the times are remembered,
And the ones who were there,
Are gone. Forever.

The very worst pain of all,
Is when the image of perfection,
Is shattered by the knowledge,
That everything is falling.

The times can be forgotten,
But the marks that are left remain.

I want to know when it became cool to do drugs..

I want to know when it became cool to do drugs like Marijuana, Cocaine and Methamphetamine. I want to know when it became acceptable for celebrities to go to jail, only to come out a week later, when hard-working citizens are falsely convicted of crimes, and sentenced to years in jail for a crime someone else committed. I want to know when it became socially acceptable for mothers to allow their pre-teen daughters to dress up like sluts because they idolise a false goddess created by MTV. I want to know when the government began to care more for giving flood-hit countries money and aid, rather than help their own people off the streets.

Why is society so idiotically self-centered?

Why are English so vain, and petty?
Why are we so intellegent but so irrepairably inferior at the same time?
Why is England so fucking hypocritical and contradictory in it's actions and beliefs?

Why is it that humans are so attached to petty material objects? Why do we cling to these fabricated, inferior objects of pure nothingness? We are too stupid when it comes to being trapped in the middle of the man-made luxuries life has to offer? Why do we work and work to be able to afford these material things?

We don't work to live anymore. We live to work.