stroobury
- The Worthiness of Life
I refuse to accept that life is useless, but I don't see the entire point. Do we all have a purpose or a role that we have to play? Once we die, are we reborn, sent to the afterlife, or unaware of our deaths? I feel this way but if anyone was to ever tell me life is useless, I can't accept it. The feeling of when I eat my favorite food, when I laugh, when I cry, when I fall in love, and many others are moments that I cherish and these feelings which are mine alone can't be useless.
