• Why do we ever bother when we are just going to be ridiculed by many for our decisions by the perfect outside world that doesn't have to matter anymore? Can you feel all the cold, we tears fighting their way into your stinging and burning eyes, making their way down your reddened cheeks, leaving a transparent, shiny trail, not able to cover all their tracks, only to fall - after they reach your soft, rounded jaw line - just like your already low self-image? Everyone always seems to try their hardest to put others down, to the lowest you think they can possibly get, but it can get way worse, just to make themselves look better than they actually are in reality, or for that matter, ever will be. To those people, life is perfect, and noting can or ever will go wrong for them. In actuality they are the ones who should have the low self esteem. I truly and completely believe that those people will most definitely have all the crap that we are getting right now, fed tot hem later in their lives. Right now is most likely the very highest pointy peak of their stupid, non-tolerable lives.

    Why try your whole life when in the end you are not going to get anything in return? Even if you have a great job, great friends, a big home, and everything else everybody dreams for, all you are going to do is die in the end. Some would like that, but some think that life is a treasure. I strongly believe that life is a wonderful thing to treasure, but when it is almost over, and all you do is look back on the fun that you used to have, you wouldn't be having much fun, you would probably be crying. Can you not feel all of the tears rolling down your pink, fuzzy cheeks only do die just like we will, when they hit the dry dirt that you are sitting on? Do you not understand that all of the fun you had is all gone? That is all in the past - all of it. It is all gone, and pretty soon, so are you. Things can start out just as a game and then end up a real problem. You can get yourself in a big pickle when you take life as a joke. It can end up that you dug yourself in a huge ditch - for the rest of your life. And for what? So that you could have had fun for one day, looked cool for your friends that you're going to leave in the dust anyways later on? I suppose that humans underestimate the power of their "little" decisions. It does not matter at all to me. All I am asking you to comprehend is that you can only have a great life if you understand that in the end you will cross over, and you need not be afraid, you need to embrace it. Do not fear it. And you will be fine.