>>7274293day to day, i feel like nothing could stop me, like i can rule the world, but when night comes, all my hopes and dreams seem to crumble under reality making me think, is it even worth it? what am i living for? the simplest things that people find passion in. i am unable to see the motivating factors of life. the feeling of joy only lasts seconds in comparison to the long lasting life of mankind. tonight is one of those nights.
futile, i always come back to that word.
"I hope that when the world comes to an end, I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to."
