january 5th
woke up very late...
too much things to grieve...
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why? why exist? my life is just as useless as anything useless. period i am even useless than ants. why ever exist? why? why!? what's the purpose of living anyway if you will just suffer? whats the purpose of living if you will just die?
too much pain...
too much anger...
too much miseries...
too much grievance...
too much loathing...
too much of nothing...
of living in this world full of lies
of living in this world full of darkness
of living in this world full of nothing