what was eye made for....

eye am thinking....  that billie is not the only one....  wondering what she was made for....  eye am not buying her whole melodramatic depressive act by the way....  eye think....  she knows what she was made for....  she has found what she was made for....  so....  eye wish she would drop the act....

however....  the rest of you....  most of you....  probably have no fucking clue what you were made for....

maybe....  one day....  you will meet your maker....  and....  you will figure out what you were made for....  and....  your soul will FINALLY find some peace....

eye think....  this is just me spit balling here....  eye think....  there are a lot of hints....  about what you were made for....  now....  eye know that this is going to piss off a lot of people....  but....  eye think that there are a lot of hints....  your sex is a hint....  your race is a hint....  your iq is a hint....  your mold is a hint....  ever seen someone who looked like someone else....  like they might have been from the same mold....  they probably were....  and....  their mold is a hint....  their size is a hint....  perhaps even their natural hair color is a hint....  

look....  eye am not trying to pigeon whole people....  into certain occupations....  eye am simply telling you....  that you CHOSE what you wanted to do....  in this lifetime....  before this lifetime....  and....  based on what you chose to do....  you were given ALL of the tools to do that thing that you chose....  you were given a sex....  a race....  a mold....  you were given everything that you need....  to excel at what you chose....  to be the best at what you chose....  so that you would enjoy it....  so that it would not even FEEL like a job....  could you imagine....  again....  not the john lennon style imagine....  could you imagine....  actually loving your job....  not being able to get enough of your job....  eye think....  when we all find out what we were made for....  and accept it....  we will ALL be much happier individuals....

me....  still trying to figure out what eye was made....  pretty sure....  eye was built to roam....  cause....  eye am defininetly happier....  when eye take breaks....  when eye go from one coffee shop to another to another to another throughout the day....  usually....  at least three or four coffee shops a day....  there was a time....  when it was at least five or six....  eye was definitely built to roam....  some of my years....  want me to roam....  because....  they built me to roam....  because....  eye HAD a job to do....  walking this cars....  walking these cars....  to get to her....  so....  now that you know who eye am....  do not try to keep me....  like you own me....  but then again....  do not kiss me like you do not have me either....