I feel sorry

for like everything and everyone lately. It's weird cos I never used to feel sorry for things all the time before. I didn't like go around hurting people or things either but like as I mentioned in the last entry, I felt sorry for a dead badger, genuinely sorry for it. What if it was a mom, crossing the road to get to the other side to feed her kids you know? It didn't deserve to die. I saw the hunchback of notredame last week and I felt really sorry for Quasimodo. I never felt that sorry for him before. I feel sorry for people who I actually find REALLY annoying and wish would just disappear for good! And like, this morning I walked out of my room only to see that the big fly-ish thingy I was trying to pick up as carefully as I could with a paper yesterday to get it out of my room since it was bzzzing around so I couldn't sleep, laid dead right outside my door. I must have killed it! It didn't deserve to die! All it did was unluckily fly in my window when I was trying to sleep. Life is unfair people.