My Theory of Life... (this has never failed me)

I created this theory of mine a long time ago. This theory has never failed me. Keep it, treasure it, embrace it:

1. Life is just a trial room, God's very own test.
2. This test is to prove if we are worthy to go into Heaven or not.
3. Everyone has a different test provided uniquely by God.
4. The questions in the tests are a blur. Each question can change according to your previous answer.
5. You can trust no one to give you the right answers. God will not give you the answers, He just provides you with a possibility. It's your choice if you want to take it or not.
6. Once God feels your test is over, well.... u die. (Tee hee >__<)
7. God will provide you with his evaluation.
8. Once you receive your evaluation, that's when your real life starts. Either life in Heaven or Hell.

You know this is true.
God bless,

Never not okay,
Taz a.k.a Tawa

Never not okay is not okay....

Life is just a bunch of grapes. Retarded quote, isn't it? I don't even know what it means. It is true, though, that life is just a bunch of grapes. You grow it, you develop it, you eat it... then it's gone.

"thinking back to all the times when it was easier... why is it so hard now? i know i'm doing things you can never do. i know you envy this. well, you think it's so easy? let me tell you: it's not. it never was." -sum dudette i dun feel like quoting...

That's my current facebook status.

That dudette i don't feel like quoting is me.

Why are you making it so hard? Everything WILL work out, all YOU have to do is TRY. I've tried my best to do everything, but you? YOU? YOU never try! You never even knew the meaning of all this. What is the point of this? This is just a bunch of childishness...

Haven't you had enough of this? I don't even see where this is going anymore!

1. Not talking.

2. Not seeing each other.

3. No happy Tara

4. Never so okay

FOUR things.

Did you really think everything made sense?

EIGHT. FOUR...

FOURth locker...

LEFT...

It's all just a coincidence...

... or is it?

I don't know. You answer. You know who you are.

Remember the number 8,

Taz.