One may never learn that dreams never come true. Could this be called optimistic? But I doubt that with a cigarette in one hand and a bottle in another can be good. If one never learns that life is really just a big shit hole, then one’s life would be rose-tinted right?

How much pain does it take to make one realize that life is really just nothing? Love is not everything, but without love, that is something? Wealth? Health? Or some other crap that really has no meaning without love?

Because really, what is life without love? What is our main point of existence? Just to exist? To procreate? If it is, the procreate isn’t the word for it. It’s breeding. Are we here just to breed?

If we were placed here just to breed, what need is there for feelings? Feelings are not important in breeding right? If the need is just to create another being, it could be done. One needs not to have feelings. Feelings are nothing but a weakness, isn’t it?

This weakness however is probably the main thing that is killing and yet maintaining mankind. It is maintaining one broken soul out there in need of repair. But how can one be repaired when this world is so rotten that the thought of it itself would bring one to the verge of tears?

Could it be that once one is broken, there is no chance of repair? That one is forever condemned to be broken…

Being broken is a pain that many feel but little understand. The fact that one is flawed can never be overcome in this lifetime. There is no cure.

The feeling of knowing that you can never be whole again is so much- no – too much to bear. Another point to yet again prove that feelings are nothing but a weakness. It brings no meaning. It burdens the mind and poisons the body… You are what you think.

One who has been protected all their lives will never understand the burden of being broken. These are the people who tell you to be optimistic and that life has much more to offer. Don’t fucking bother to explain to these people how much it hurts…

They don’t know.

They have never had the experience of being broken, unwanted and dead.