Time is a butt

Time… I hate it. There just too much or too little, never the right amount. With time comes boredom and desire. You get bored when there just too much time and with nothing to fill the gap of space. Or you keep wanting just a few more moments with friends or family. It’s unpredictable along with almost everything else in life. Why do we ask so many questions if we don’t get all the answers? Because we’re curious? I suppose all we can do is ask and hope or someone, anyone, to answer back. Too many questions make me frustrated… I believe most things that happen to you happen for a reason or because you had it coming. I believe you do affect your path in life. People who mess that up now, might be making a mistake that will last longer than they’d hoped for.