I have no clue how life in this human world can be right.
I'm tired of living according to a rule that 'when you reach
this age this is what you must do...'
It's as if everything in this human society has a guidebook,
well, actually, an unwritten guidebook.  What if someone,
does not follow these guidebooks that parents and other
specimens seem to give all the time, oh no! This person
might actually end up happy! But no that's wrong, people
should not be happy with there lives they should study, get
a steady job with a good wage, and most importantly, when
they reach 'middle age', they should regret the choices they
made in life when they were younger and feel like there
dreams simply slipped away.

I need someone to explain dreams to me, I know they give a
person hope and everything, but what is the point of having
them if you they'll never come true?
I must say that I'm not especially fond of life. It's not
that I'm suicidal or something, but the fact is that I can't
pretend to be 'quite alright' all the time when I don't
understand what's the point of my being here. I guess while
I wait for the answer, since sitting and trying to get to it
myself only wasted my time, I'll have to enjoy the things
that the world itself has to offer; I mean, things like,
when sun beams bounce of a green tree's branch and make the
tree look like someone coated it with silver paint; or when
laugh so hard so you can't breath, then finally you breath
in, and have that wonderful post laugh feeling. And finally,
when you reach one of those moments that you feel as bad as
you thought you could feel, only this time someone tries to
help you. This doesn't mean the person has to succeed in
helping you, it's just so you know that someone else but you
gives a shit whether you're bitter or.....well...'sweet'.