| Current mood: |  aggravated |
| Current music: | Evanescence "Surrender" |
the meaning of life
Everyone has a life. Everyone lives a life every single day. But what exactly is life? What is the meaning of life? Why do people live? Every single day, there seems to be something wrong with someone. Its a normal thing and it happens, but why does it happen? ...and...and....and what is love? Love can be explained in many ways. One of my favorite ways of explaing love is from a friend of mine, "love is giving someone the ability to destroy you, but trusting them not to...". I know that there are people out there who say they love someone..but they might not even know what they are talking about. Or they might not even know if thats for sure. When I say I love Josh, I know what I'm talking about and I know that its true. I also love my sis, Angelica. An end in friendship can lead to distrust, which can lead to hate. And hate, can lead to being enemies. If I was in a situation where I could choose whether to give my life to let Angelica or Josh have life, or give myself life, I would choose the give them life. I would take their place anyday the wanted me to, just to make them happy. It seems like I can't be happy unless they are happy. Whenever they are hurt, so am I. Whenever they cry, inside, I am there crying with them.
Jealousy can drive you insane. I think that I have looked down on myself because of jealousy. I feel that no matter what he says about us, its not true. I feel that even though he says that I am "the one," I sense that there is someone else out there for him. I feel that there are so many other people out there who are better than I. For I am just a helpless person on this Earth living in pain every second of everyday. It's just something about me. I cant stand seeing others in pain or depressed. I feel that if they are in pain, then i should take that pain away from them and put it in myself or at least be in pain with them. And sometimes, I know that there are situations where i cant do anything to help, and these are the times when I feel so bad and I hate myself.
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