I hate it when people tell me it will get better. Even if it did get better I would die in the end. It doesn’t matter who I am or what kind of person I am. In the end EVERYONE will DIE. Whether they want to or not. I hate how inevitable and mysterious death is. No one really knows what happens after death. I wish the people I love wouldn’t have to get old and die. I don’t wanna be old  either so I’d rather die young. Now is the perfect time before my life gets complicated and full of pain
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What Happens After Death
Have  you ever thought about what would happen to the humanity in 60 000 years? Will we still be here? Will people be able to live the same way as we are today? Or at least those who aren’t struck by this hopelessness us depressed are in.
I have a theory. First, I wan’t to settle some things. I’m a realistic thinker and believe– No, don’t believe – I know we are here because of the evolution. I’m sorry to all those heavy religious people out there: I envy your dedication to Jesus, Allah, lions or whatever you believe in and trust, but I don’t understand how fictional […]
I hate having a scientific mind, it’s like I can’t have a normal life because I’m thinking of things along the lines of “I feel like we are made of nothing, the whole concept of how we live life and how we sleep is unexplainably weird. We have eyes, mouths and ears.. We are walking limps.” It all sounds funny but it gives me this really nasty hopeless feeling. Trapped in my mind kinda thing. I wish I could think what normal people think but I’ve bypassed that mentality long ago. I’m living for my family and boyfriend in whom I love dearly. […]
I don’t know what to do. I’m writing this and it’s all so sketchy. There are days I’m not paranoid and then there are days where I question if I should trust the world and my loved ones. I’m just a fucked up statement of life. I hate life and everything it consists of. I don’t wanna see the sun shining and the clouds passing by. I don’t wanna see the grass and the food we eat that in the majority is micro-processed. I feel so burdened with my thoughts, for they consume me entirely. I am not me anymore, I am a […]
It may sound counterintuitive but I consider the wish to die to be a sign of hope. After all, what is that person saying other than, I HOPE that what comes after life, whether it be nothing or another life, is better than this one. It is the HOPE of something better which makes us reach for something else. Without that hope, what’s the point in dying?
And it must be hope that drives that wish as there is NO information on what happens after death. It may be that we simply cease. It may be that we experience an afterlife full of peace and love, […]
So, next year, i’m going to fucking kill myself. Why? i have no fucking idea. I’m SICK of my crap. I’m sick of this depression and social anxiety. I’m sick of myself. I’m sick of being invisible and lonely. I’m sick of thinking this way. I’m sorry to everyone who actual gave a fuck about me, when i’m gone things’ll be better for you. I guess, i’m making a big mistake and i’m sinning by doing this. And from seeing people, like in Africa, who are going through war, starvation and for the woman, who go through sooo much and get raped. Grr, it makes […]