After writing my 5 page essay for my philosophy class on the meaning of life, I've been thinking about a lot of things lately..
Like, do i really serve a purpose for something out there? Am I supposed to try, and find this, or am I supposed to be figuring out the meaning og other people's lives, so that they may help me with my own problems, or am I supposed to be rnning around the world, trying to find something that doesn't exist in the first place?!?!? I've come down to the conclusion that if I want to try to move along in life, then I should probably just pretend that somethings had never happened.. Now my soul feels like it's falling into an abyss of emotional turmoil from hell, that I wish had never happened...
Bacia Bastrave · Wed May 14, 2008 @ 12:31am · 0 Comments |