So this is what I left home the last time... I thought I'd put this here separately, as this nothing to do with the rest of my experiments... Man I'm an idiot...
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Monday 23.5.2006
Sometimes I wish… I wish I had never been born to this cold and cruel world. Life is full of pain, sorrow, losses. And in the end… Is there anything waiting for us afterwards? Will we reach the paradise? Or the hell? Will there be something in there? Or will it be pure darkness? Only the suppressing darkness that has nothing in it? Not even warmth. Pure nothing…
Sometimes… Sometimes I’m glad I was born. I’m glad that I can feel. I’m glad I can laugh, smile even cry. Tears clear me inside and they let me see things again. To see the reason, why I wish I hadn’t been born.
But after all, life is worth living. Without sorrow and pain there wouldn’t be joy and bliss. The reason why I haven’t given up is that I want to find the one who will love me. For love is the reason I was born. Or at least I want to believe so.