I can't do this anymore. Life's too hard.
But the thing is if we give up now we will never get to see the world. How marvelously beautiful everything is. It's not only because of the trees, dirt, sky, clouds, etc. But the most beautiful thing is the people. How we interact with each other , how the world works , why we're here. We will never know. But the beauty behind all is that we don't know. We don't know were we go after we die. There might me a hell a heaven or we even might just sit in darkness for all eternity. We don't know. We don't know if there actually is a god. We don't know. But right now think back to all of your memories. No matter how depressing, aggravating, or joyful they are, they're all beautiful. I mean, if there is a god and he is as pure as he sounds then why would he make a mistake? How?
- I think of life as a machine. There's no extra parts so we have to be here for some reason -
REMEMBER THAT.
