Why? Why do we force ourselves to go through with it? Why do we delay the inevitable? It is bound to happen so why do we do our best to prevent our death? "Don't eat too much food, you'll get fat and die." Mate, I'm going to die anyway so I'll go out however I choose.
I'm not depressed or anything, but literally, why? I mean, the only thing that is good about life is never knowing what the next set of memes will be. Everything else about life is a repetitive, series of unfortunate events. All people do is find ways to disappoint you. "Hey, let's move away from where you have spent your entire life growing up to a different place in the country that you have literally never visited because it makes me happy even if you're going to be a depressed little brat that will make my life living hell and I'll simply keep asking you to get over yourself because I cannot fathom the fact that it is me that made you upset and depressed because I'll never do something like that because children are supposed to love everything their parents tell them to do. I know you're leaving all your friends and your sister but I don't care, haha lmao."