I guess I could start by what is the meaning of life but that's so cliche.
Though I'm quite curious over what other people feel. What their thoughts are, how do they perceive me.
Why does death exist? Why can't we simply live a very long life? Our bodies are too weak
We humans are too weak
I hate feelings. Having emotions because I love the people close to me but soon death will take them from me
I don't want that
I separate myself from my family though it is futile to do so.
I don't interact with my family but one day I will live to regret it especially once they are gone
Thoughts over why didn't I cherish them? I should've done something
YOU ARE READING
Diary Of A Loner
RandomAnyone who want's to read can read it, but this only describes many of the horrible emotions that I possess, I thank anyone who wishes to read it and for taking the time to look at it.
