Why?
Wut’s the purpose of life?
I can’t see it anymore
My ideals
My goals
Wut I wanted to achieve
…They disappeard in my mission to silence my hungering curiosity…
~*Life’s so empty in my eyes*~
So it crosses your mind to end it, right?
But then again, why would you?
There’s no fucking afterlife
You can’t come back anymore
People will move on without you
And after a while, nobody will remember you anymore
But why living?
Learning
Eating
Sleeping
Thinking
Wasting the time that’s left
Why? If we all gonna die in the end?
Why being so unnescesary?
Why for goodness sake?
And WHY
do people make stories up
do they believe in something that isn’t there [GOD]
do they put everything in cabins
why would we build something up, if we would break it down a little while later?
Why all this nonsence
Why all those rules
Why having leaders and folowers
Why making difference in rasses, colours, animals, vegetation
Why saying you are less then me?
WHY?
To what cause?
Why do we even want there to be a cause for everything?
But as you study the living on this world, for everything there’s a cause.
Why isn’t there one for this question?
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kzit al jaren met deze vragen in m'n hoofd en ik kan er maar geen antwoord op vinden... dat frustreert me enorm, maar ook de wereld zelf frustreert me. achja, dat ben ik =)