Why Are We Here?

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do you ever wonder what is the meaning of life? or what us as humans are meant for this world. or why we keep on living. 

for  while know i wondered why i was born, and questioned what happens after death. i thought about many time of suicide, but never had the guts to do it. whether being afraid of not seeing anything after death or just that i might be missing something when i'm gone. or maybe just the feeling of what would happen to my parents and friends. i contemplated about this as i laid on my bed full of bandages  around my stomach and arms. 

i started to think that..humans are just here on this world to destroy. if you would eliminate every person in the earth, the earth would flourish. no pollution harming the earths atmosphere, no animals would be extinct by hunters, the food chain would be stable, no more trees would be cut down to make houses or paper and no more wars. if you think about it, we really are just meant to destroy. 

so why us. is it that us as humans have to destroy to gain information. to explore the unexplored. to see if we can face as many challenges as we possibly can.or maybe just too find something meaningful like love and passion. maybe to explore something more than living.

i was probably over thinking, but it was some thing to think about as i thought why i should keep living.or maybe just to give myself a reason of the meaning of life. either way i felt hopeless and useless at this point, and wanted it all to end.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 17, 2016 ⏰

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