i’m not afraid of dying, i’m afraid of living

i was feeling good today and wanted to write something about how we should appreciate life and how great it is but fuck that. life is shit, people we love leave, people we love don’t love us back, people we used to be close to become strangers again, people we love die, good things change into bad things (i won’t mention the other way round because it would only be something that is good about life), we have to go to school because we need a good education because only with a good education we can get a good job only with a good job we won’t be homeless, life sucks because we try to give our best but at the end we are going to die anyway so why can’t we just stop trying to do our best and enjoy life without trying to be perfect, skinny, smart, rich, beautiful and all that insignificant stuff.

❝ Sometimes thinking about life makes me really sad. I mean look at us: meaningless people trying to find some love and happiness in our pathetic lives. Thinking that we are happy and satisfied when all we really are is puppets of a higher power which pulls the strings and makes us do & think what they want us to do & think. ❞