More depressing Stuff
Sometimes when fucked up things happen that are so unexpected it and it jerks you so hard to the floor I just sit and think: What is the point? Why should we do anything when we are just going to die? There is no guarantee that we aren't going to die tommorow. Why does bad luck struct so randomly? No one knows who is next? It could be them? It could be someone close to them who they love so much yet never got a chance to tell them so, and then if they did maybe all this shit wouldn't have happened. I remember the last time I saw him. I was on a train and I saw him with his new girlfriend. Do you know what I did? Because I was working and tired I didn't even get off the fucking train to say hi to him. I was to lazy to even lean out the door and yell out hello. Then I think if I did would we have had a conversation and then organized something to do that weekend and then would this all have happened if we had actually spoke about shit? I don't know and thats the bad thing. To everyone who is reading this: Never take people for granted, they could be gone tomorrow and even more important ALWAYS make time for people not matter how tired you are. You just don't know if they are still going to be there when you still have the time.