Have you ever asked yourself, what's life? Why does it exist? One day you're born, the other you're dead, and there's nothing in between.
Imagine it's like a snake. The head is your birth day, the end is the day of your death. What's in between? That long, tight thing. It's the animal's skin. That's life.
It is not important, it doesn't do anything. You could die at any moment. Life is a lie. A huge lie. It makes you happy then takes everything away.
Oh life, I wish we could just be born and die the next day. That'll be better for everyone. Including me.
