Something shitty I decided to write.

I’M USELESS COMPARED TO THE SCALE OF THE UNIVERSE. I’M A POOR FRIEND TO YOU GUYS. WHAT CAN I SAY? I BELONG IN HELL. BUT THERE IS A REASON I’M HERE. IT MAY NOT BE A GOOD ONE. BUT THERE IS A REASON WE ARE ALL HERE. BORN TO LATE TO EXPLORE THE SEAS, BORN TO LATE TO TRAVERSE THE STARS. WHAT EVEN IS OUR GENERATION? WHAT’S THE POINT? I GUESS THE POINT IS BEING THERE FOR EACH OTHER. BUT I’M NEVER THERE FOR YOU. SO WHY SHOULD I EXIST? SHOULD I WAIT ALL THESE YEARS TO FIND OUT? SHOULD I ATTEMPT TO FIGURE IT OUT? SPEED RUNNING LIFE ISN’T AN OPTION I GUESS. MORE SO IT JUST HURTS THE OTHERS I’VE MET. WHY IMGFLIP THEN, SURELY I CAN LEAVE, RIGHT? “NO! DO NOT LEAVE OR WE WILL LEAVE WITH YOU!” THEN WHY WARS, WHAT’S EVEN THE POINT? WE’RE ALL BASICALLY THE SAME TO THE UNIVERSE’S WILL. INCREASING CHAOS, INCREASING DISORDER. WHY DO LIVE IF WE WILL END UP DYING ANYWAYS? WELL THAT MY FRIENDS, IT DOESN’T MATTER. LIVE YOUR LIFE TO IT’S FULLEST. NO MATTER HOW HARD OR DEPRESSING THINGS MAY GET, LIFE ALMOST ALWAYS CARRY YOU TO HAPPINESS AND DELIGHT. SO WE MUST DECLARE WE EXISTED, NOT BE FORGOTTEN. NOT TO EVEN THE NEXT INHABITANTS OF OUR WORLD. WE FIGHT TO LIVE, WHY THOUGH? WE MUST PROVE WE EXISTED. IF YOU EVER FALL, YOU GET UP RIGHT? SO HOW ABOUT YOU CHEER UP, AND LIVE YOUR LIFE.