Sometimes I like the idea that there is no saving for humans. I like that most of us suffer our own doing. I like that we carry ruined parts of our doings. I like that the world falls apart each night. Some of us are hardly breathing no matter what the reasons are. Many times I wished change upon this world. Many times I prayed for less pain and kind people but I don't think there is a purpose anymore. We do exist for these things but we all have learnt to survive on other things. That's what we are becoming. Some of us don't cut out be anything else.
Sorry, I am sad that most of us have been found by all the wrong things in this world. I am just tired of pushing and thinking and being somewhere else but I don't see anything. It is taking too much and it's just too late.
