Meaningless Galaxies.

If there truly are, billions of stars, and planets, and even humans.
Why do we choose only a few human beings to surround our entire existence around?
Billions of people in the world, and you choose the worst ones possible.
The ones that will corrupt your life, and make you the person you don't want to be.
You settle, because that's what humans have been doing for trillions of years.
Settling in colonies, settling in communities. All of this settling, and you know what its gotten us?
NOTHING.


You're brain might hurt after this,
But you are no more special than that spec of dust, that DR. SEUSS talks about, in "Horton hears a who." There are tons of people, and animals, and even bugs, who's lives are more meaningful than yours. And when you die, and your body rots into our earth, what will be left of this meaningless life that you lived?

Life is what you make it,
So make it fucking count.


-Lauren w. Feb 14th.

Word vomit

I don't like the person I've become..
I hate me.
All these thoughts, in my brain.
I'm going insane over here.
But you can't tell, because this smile.
this smile on my face, is hiding my non existent feelings.
my self loathing, my attention seeking.
Smile's hide a lot of things.
The pain is real, but no one seems to care.
"You just want attention" They say.
but what will they do, when you've lost your mind.
and that smile can't hide it anymore.
then one day, your brains explode on the floor.
The gun drops to the floor,
A smile won't hide the pain anymore.