How is it we are able to define what it is best for our solitary lives? When is it appropriate that we allow people to control what we believe and what we think? And in that case, if we do allow people to decide, then who are we trying to be? With that being said, who are we actually?

We spend our lives, 24/7 going to school. Hitting the courts or going to work or even just slogging in bed but what is it exactly we are intent on doing? There seems to be no real root to explaining why we do certain things or why certain things happen, we just do it, either cause we like it or we have no choice. That shit process that we go through everyday which sometimes drives people fucking berserk has a familiar name and its called life. And often, there’s a phrase that comes with it. Shit happens. And yes , indeed, often in times of our life everyday, we come across times where our lives, well, really, like shit. What is it you aim to achieve at the end of every day and why?

The alternative to living the way everyone lives life is to die. You know what they say, the fittest survive and isn’t that so damn true. Its no wonder that every once in a while you stop to think what it is ur doing and why ur doing it, most of the time as we recollect, we actually realize that the things we do at times just don’t make sense but do we have a choice? Or rather, can we do anything about it? It’s so apt to call life as it is. Life is Jive. It is insincere, and deep with no real depth in its meaning. Why are you going to school? What do you wanna do? Why do you hit the courts? Why that sport? Whose making your decisions in life do you even know? Its just a thought. Right, tell me all your thoughts on God, tell me all your thoughts on life for comments are just always that rife. Maybe once in a while, it doesn’t feel so shitty when you figure that most things you do are not decided by you and you cant even answer why. Everyone’s the same. Don’t fret