Is there a point to living?
My dad was talking with me about how I need to convert to Christianity today, because I don't have an ultimate goal for my life. But let me clarify to my father. I DO have a point to living. I live so that I can see my friends, so that I can stare into Nelya's (a chick) hazel eyes, for the little pleasures in life, like eating chocolate, and for the larger pleasures in life, like psychoactives. Of course my dad would argue that it's only in your head and it doesn't count. I disagree. Live for whatever is most important to you.
We human beings don't have an ultimate to live for, and those who are just wishing for the impossible. And so they live under an illusion. I pity you.
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