fishlover
in the end, nothing matters
- Sep 17, 2023
- 114
at times i find myself wanting things so viscerally- wanting to be pretty, wanting to be loved, wanting to be happy. i cry and i stress and i get so angry and bitter and frustrated that i have none of these things that i so desperately want. and then i look at myself, at everything, and realize that it doesnt matter anyway. i will never have these things. they are things that i was never meant to have. i will live a brief moment then die regardless, and wether i ever had these things or not wont matter in the tides of the universe. realizing this also makes me sad.. but i have to accept it. death wont bring me happiness but itll bring me relief. my existence is pathetic.
