manchester_black

Theres just no pleasing some people. All they ever do is bitch about what's bothering them, or what they find unsatisfying about their lives. "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of happiness" They seem to be listed in the order of difficulty in obtaining. some people always seem to be missing some small little piece of their happiness, whether it's knowing that someone out there cares about them, or doing something with their life that brings them satisfaction that they are doing something that feels right to them, something they just feel they were meant to do. It seems that the weight of the world is getting harder to bear, like the eternal sadist called god didn't glean enough satisfaction pressing his thumb on the scale and decided to rest his whole fucking palm on it. Some people are afraid of their jobs, they see that gaping maw in front of them, and they feel like they're standing on the edge of losing their dreams, and if they lose focus- even for a second- they feel like they'll lose everything they hoped they'd be. Some people feel a fist in their stomach whenever they stand in the shadow of a university, and they think that they always will, until they feel that spark inside of them when they know they've met their potential in some aspect, when they've done something more than just survived, when they've done something that would make their family proud of them. Some people never feel like things click quite right, like the world is just a reflection on a subway window in the night. Some people just can't help but feel lost when they've turned their back from the light at the end of the tunnel, and know with each day, with each step away from it, it's going to be that much harder to ever find it again. Some people.

We are the middle children of
history, with no purpose or place.
We have no great war, or great
depression. Our great war is a
spiritual war. Our great depression
is our lives.
-Tyler Durden