ThePoeticLoner

What is happiness truly??

We live, we love, we lie, we die, we exist,we survive. But what's our real purpose?, Our aim?Our goal?? Our destination? The reason we exist? The reason we survive? The reason we try so hard to live when we don't even know why we are doing so in the first place??.

Most of us who are invincible, who feel unseen, aren't actually not in the picture, it's just that the world chooses not to see us.

Comparison would forever be the true thief of joy.

Our words could have so much meaning and power, but only life is breed into them through actions and authority.

No matter where you run to, no matter how far you go, no matter how much you try to hide it, the truth will always find a way to set itself free no matter how long it takes, so why bother?

It's relatively easy to tune out physical pain when you are emotionally stable or drained. Everything is just an indistinguishable blurb of nothing.

Not related to anything lol but like I prefer horror novels that focus on the plot which is mostly mystery filled instead of trying to scare the shit out of me which is pretty if you ask me. Anyone else like this?

For us to succeed in this unforgiving world, we must first learn to see failure as a stepping stone,not as defeat.

There's still some form of good left in this void of a world, you just have to find it and when you do, never let it go.

Life is like jumping off a cliff without knowing what's at the bottom but believing that what ever it might be, you will survive and find your way through, and maybe in the process you might find a gem, something to share with the world, or your world.