Wow, it's been a while since I went emo here. Here I go again.
"Death is the solution to all problems." That rings in my head all the time. Sometimes, I just don't know anymore why I still bother with life and its shittyness. Think about it: God's solution to sin? Death. Punishment to the most criminally insane? Death, at least in some places. Does life have a lot of problems? You bet. And what is the opposite of life? Death. Ok, that logic might have a lot of loopholes, but whatever. The point is, life mothafucking SUCKS.
What's so special about being alive? Life is full of shit, yet everyone wants it. Humans want it, animals want it, fuck, even cockcroaches want it. Why? Is survival really that important? If you're dead, you don't have to deal with problems anymore.
I don't know, I just don't want to bother anymore. I'm just... tired. So sick of tired. Yet, amidst all of that dislike of life, deep, very deep inside, I know I still want it. I'd want it even more if there's even a very small hint of chance that things will change for the better. But if one truly believes that the world will be a better place in the future, that is a sure sign of insanity. I just think that everything will just go downhill and keeps going downhill.
I truly wish I have the power to change everything. Just change everything.
I want my recreation.
