when you think about it puss didn't beat Death he just gave himself more time
No one can beat Death.

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when you think about it puss didn't beat Death he just gave himself more time
No one can beat Death.
it’s an interesting feeling, as i lay here in my bed wide awake to think about my friends. about how they are all moving on with their lives, while im still here not sure what to do next. sure ive planned out my future and goals, but what about the middle stuff? i honestly have no idea, other than wanting fo curl up in a ball because the gap between now and my goals is nothing but endless torture. i guess it also doesnt help that with each passing day the people i could call friends are pushing me closer and closer to the edge that hangs over the abyss of dark nothingness. i dont know if this is how fate planned my life, or if this is just what it means to grow up. neither sound pleasant, but both have the same outcome: im alone with nothing to show other than sarcasm, bitterness, and a fake smile.
Well my head just exploded.
Don't you ever just read some post about how people want to achieve happiness above all and you just want that desperately too but it seems so far out of reach... And instead of getting hopeful and motivated you get more depressed but still wish with all your little Grinchy heart that that person succeeds?
wait Portuguese can't breathe under water guys my entire world view is being altered