No matter how much money you make or how many friends you got, you're still going to die anyway. Poor or rich, attractive or homely, we all gotta take that dirt nap eventually. Lately I've been thinking about this more and more to the point of almost obsessing over it. All I do is eat and sleep all the damn day, I feel like I'm on the verge of a breakdown and, God forbid, suicide. Can anyone give one good reason to continue this road we call life? Anything at all?
2007-07-14
22:20:55
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Here's another thing; I have no dreams or goals. Most people I tell that, don't believe me. You would think that surely everyone has at least one goal in life, but I have none. Zero. Zilch. The last time I had a dream of any sort was when I was in elementary school and wanted to be a zookeeper. But I've grown up since then.
2007-07-14
22:45:52 ·
update #1