l i t t l e n o t e s

we are a mere spec.

we are a mere spec in the
existence of the universe

so what does it all mean?

when the fires spread
and floods drown us all

when the humanity is gone,
wiped from everything

what did it all mean?

was it all pointless?

were we just ants
in an ant farm
below a child
with a magnifying glass?

was our pain
just another's pleasure?

someone tell me the point
of this cruel world
because i can't see one anymore

and neither can
the wilted flowers
on my windowsill

//so I've been a little MIA the last few days and I'm just not having the best time tbh with you, so I hope you'll forgive me and thank you all for being the best you can be//