Life sucks and then you die.
Okay, it may be a fucked up saying, but admit it. You believe this too.
Don’t get me wrong; I’m not so depressed that I can’t find the beauty in life. All I’m saying is that there is far more darkness than light. If your life is surrounded in light, consider yourself one of the lucky ones. We’re not all like that; Some, like me, are coccooned in darkness.
Don’t get me wrong… I have days that are beautiful. What I am saying is that despite the beauty, most days it’s hard to get out of bed in the morning.
So basically, if you’re life is like mine… Do you keep trudging through life or do you just give it up? I mean, what exactly is the point?
My name is Gemma Ward, I’m eighteen years old and this is diary of my fucked up life.