The purpose in life is to be "happy". I am pretty sure everyone that lives is not always happy. So what's the point of giving life a purpose if it isn't true all the time? It makes no sense to me and frankly it pisses me off. Some people say the worst punishment is being in jail or being tortured. Well I say that the worst punishment, is just being alive. Now I know that makes me sounds like some depressed little girl but it is true. Life is not easy or fair and it really is a pain in the ass to be alive. Some people say that when you meet the right person you will want to stay alive forever and that you don't want to be anywhere but with that person. Maybe being with someone helps get you through the day knowing that you will get to see there smile at the end of the day and everything will be okay, but not everyone has that person that cares about them and would do anything for them. That one person that you trust with everything and you give them your heart, body, and soul. That one reason to take another breath. Some people don't have a person but they have something to live for. I have a reason to live. It's Him.