Monday, June 17, 2013


This is life. And we are people. And we get left behind.

I don't know why that is; sometimes it's the things we do but everyone deserves a second chance, or maybe it has nothing to do with our descisions but we just stop talking which hurts even more.

That sucks. Life sometimes sucks, but you have to get over it. It won't change.

Get up and continue. Life doesn't stop. You stop and then you'll be sad, and after a while you'll feel depressed, and then you'll start to procrastinate, and then you'll start thinking of even worse things and that might lead to a greater death.

You'll plan everything, how you'll die and maybe before you decide to die you'll leave clues to someone special. You'll want them to find you. Only them. Because no one else will understand you. And even though you'll put a shitload on their shoulders you'll probably be satisfied. Your life then will be complete.

Knowing someone will take time out of their life to search for your dead body.

Getting their hopes up and then they'll fall to the ground. Some might start what you've started. They'll think of how much time they wasted and maybe that they could have saved you, and then comes the procrastination and the depression and then there's another mistery to solve.

People are fucked up. Actually their lives are fucked up. And I feel sad about that.

There is just one life, and one death also.

  “After all to the well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.” - Albus Dumbledore

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