I just want to be thin. I guess it doesn’t matter if I die of starvation, because what is the point of living if you’re not even happy
Throughout my whole life I never believed that I, particularly, could ever be happy with one person. Meaning, I would never be married, I would never have kids, I would be one of those people who are meant to be alone.
But these days, there’s nothing I think about more then a bright future with certainty and hope. Don’t I feel silly now..
I don’t think lowly of strippers. It takes a lot of confidence and guts to go up on stage and show the world either of your flaws, or your gifts. It’s a real career and I don’t think people should be ashamed
Even with good friends, family and boyfriend, I still feel like loneliest person out here
I am not suicidal, I’m happy, but I lack the care to live
We are nothing but star dusts. We are insignificant to the universe. Everything you do, it doesn’t matter, because in the end, we all die. It’s our future that we worry about, money, material, even children, but we will always lose these things in the end.
We believe we are evolving and making the world a better place to be, but we are destroying the original state of this earth. Sooner or later, the Earth will lose too, and there would have been no point of any of this..
It’s depressing. From the moment we are born, we are expected to choose how we want to die. Would you like to die famous? Maybe rich? Successful Or maybe you would like to die in the memories of your offspring