What is happiness? What is life? What is love? These questions will always remain unanswered.
Happiness, life and love, are all overrated. People say "pain is temporary" In the mind of a depressed person, "happiness is temporary" I wish it was not this way, but it is very true. To normal people, they say we decide to be this way, like we could change it. If we could change this, we all would. We do not like being sad or depressed. It is a horrible, horrible feeling. I know that many people have done this, but the worst is during the moment when we cry. Crying is actually mentally and physically painful. It is a horrible pain to feel so helpless and so hurt. When crying hopelessly there is a horrible pain we feel in our stomach and guts. It hurts, it's the worst pain ever. I pray to god that no child nor person ever has to feel this way. Happiness is overrated.
Life is a never ending series of questions. It is literally one question following another. What will we do today? What will we do tomorrow? Do I look okay? Why does my stomach hurt? What is my purpose in life?
What will I be when I grow up? It's endless. Who knows. Life is like a puzzle, we can try our hardest to put the pieces together. As always, there seems to always be a piece missing or a piece that just does not work with the others.
Love, love, love. Four letters that mean run the world. Relationships with people are very important, they are substantial. Even money is ran by the relationship people share with the meaningless green paper. To the people who think money rules the world, it's not true. In fact it's the love a person has for the money that makes the illusion that money is everything. Love is everything. A relationship with the kind of love that you share with another person is very, very important. Whether it be with the opposite sex or the same sex love is love.
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Metaphorically Gone
عشوائيThis is just a bunch of entries from a depressed girl's mind. Yeah, I get sad a lot. Yeah, I have scars. Yeah, I'm unhappy. Yeah, I hate myself. Yeah, there are a lot of things wrong with me.