"pity this busy monster,manunkind,not. Progress is a comfortable disease:your victum(death and life safely beyond)plays with the bigness of his littleness-electrons deify one razorbladeinto a mountainrange;lenses extendunwish through curving wherewhen until unwishreturns on its unself. A world of madeis not a world of born-pity poor fleshand trees,poor stars and stones,but never thisfine specimen of hypermagicalultraomnipotence. We doctors knowa hopeless case if-listen:there's a hellof a good universe next door;let's go - e. e. cummings"
This world we live in seems so aimless. Don't you think its ridiculous how we live in a world where medications we need have more side affects than benefits? How we've ruined the world we live on and we've gotten so good at lying we can lie about love and lie straight to the faces of our "loved" ones? Personally I can't stand it anymore. My head and my heart both hurt and there are so many people here already it doesnt seem like my soul is all that important. I'm still young so I havent made any differences and yet I still find myself hoping my life will get better. Even though I know it wont.