I've been thinking a lot lately. During this time spent thinking, because let's face it, that's all I do because I have no life, I've come to realize one ever present reality: nothing matters. Nothing. Money, love, emotions, people, "purpose", religion, none of it means a damn. In this world nothing improves life, nothing is permanent. Money eventually runs out. Love fades away. Emotions are a roller coaster. People come and go. Purpose doesn't really exist. Religion is non-existent. I never really understood how people could justify speaking to the air. This life....it's pointless. There is no purpose to it. With no purpose nothing that is done matters.