Dingle
Gay for Mugtoe
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I have always had a really harsh view on death. I've always believed that when you die you are no longer, you cease to exist, just like before you are born. No afterlife, no heaven, you are just gone, non-existant. Heaven is something that was made up to convince us that our loved ones are better off where they are, when in fact they are just gone.
Last July my grandmother died whom i loved very much, and she was the first and only person close to me that i have ever lost. That day changed me... no matter how much i tell myself she's gone for good i want to believe so bad that she's in heaven and she's happy and ill see her again.
Not just kids who die young, paint, I wish she was dreaming too.
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