I often wonder, aren't we all victims of procreation driven by hormones and emotions? Because we were given a life without any choice but to live it and we were brought in this world without any choice but to consider it our home.
Isn't the life we are living a terrible tragedy?
We're gonna be happy until we feel sad.
We'll experience this fast and loud beating of our hearts until it no longer beat. We'll feel someone's breath and that completely sounds romantic, not until we become breathless. Because in time, we're gonna endure whatever life will offer and then-- die. It's just a matter of when and how.
You see, I've been asking myself why is it so hard to seek the will and purpose to thrive hard and continue living?
Why everyone can easily say that someday, they want to be like this and like that--- while it's so hard for me to figure out what I want to be and what I want to do for the rest of my life?
I've been asking myself these questions and I've been searching for answer, not until I asked myself,
"how am I supposed to live a life I never wanted in the first place?"