Life and Death
2001-09-08 04:04:06 (UTC)
Life... is there really a point?
I used to believe that everyting happens for a reason. I
don't anymore. Maybe in other people's lives it does, but
not in mine. No, you see, the only reason things happen in
my life is to fuck with my emotions. Everything goes wrong,
and if it doesn't go wrong, it's just because it's going to
end up worse in the long run. What is even the point of
living if you know everything is going to turn out horrible?
Fucking hole of a life.