Pain, why does it hurt so much. Why is there always this feeling of disire to stop. To stop being, breathing, living. Is life just an illusion. Do we live with no purpose and die knowing our life is a waste. Life is pain, friendship is pain, love is pain. We all wish to have these things but when we get them all we feel is pain. Our lives are so fucked up that we don’t realize what true pain is anymore. And life is just a mere distraction.