dear lulz diary – today i came across a small dying bird in the park. at first i thought it was dead but i saw its smashed wings flutter weakly as it lay dying in hte morning sun. i knew there was nothing i could do but pay witness to its suffering, so i stood by its side until it finally expired. ive been thinking alot today about the nature of our lives and its meaning. every day we are under such pressure to be stoic and tough, but sometimes all i want is for someone to hug me and tell me everythiing is going to be ok

mood: contemplative