I know but.....one day life looked up at death and said, "Why do people love me but hate you?" Death said nothing but then whispered "Because You are a beautiful lie and I am the ugly truth." Im just sort or afraid of HOW im going to die ._.
Bull shit. You're one of the people who sleep walk through life hiding behind the lie that its good. But what is life? Its nothing more then a time-bomb waiting to go off. And in the meantime, people are killing and rapeing and stealing and lying. Life will squeeze every last quivering drop of pus out of you, then it will turn to the next fool. Its nothing but hate, agony, sadness, and loss. Nothing good will ever come out of anything. And some day, you will die. And you'll be forgotten. So why the hell should we even bother getting out of the womb? And even then, half of our life is spent doing shit we dont want to do. Why should we spend time doing something we hate, just because someone thought that working until we die was a good idea? Why bother with doing anything anyway? Our effort will be use-less. No one will remember what you did, or even care. Nobody will ever care. And yet, they keep making you feel like shit while you're alive. They make you feel stupid, worthless, and awful. People wonder why so many people kill themselves, well I'll tell you. Its other people. People are rotten and evil by default. They're nothing more then greedy, savage, horrid little rats that want to see you suffer. So yeah, keep thinking life is beautiful. But one day you'll open your eyes and see it for what it is. And when you do, you'll regret it.
I was wondering if I could use this picture for a poem that I wrote.
I will credit you and everything
Cheers.