Is there any real reason to live?
We make our own lives yes, we do. But sometimes I seriously wish for a reset button because life can get shitty in itself and sap all the strength you have with multiple failures, multiple things that go wrong all at once.
But what can we do? We have to just carry on. Whether we're strong enough or not. Life doesn't really give you a choice.
I digress. Despite everything there's no real reason to live other than the fact that we really have no choice in the matter. We can't end it either because too many attachments have already been made. Too many rotten consequences to cause to the too many innocents around. I know you're hurt, but you don't have to hurt everyone around you. Especially those unconcerned.
So there's that. Live on.
Geez. More useless and horrible writing.
I gotta get a better hobby and a better life. Ha ha.
tfaduh.
