Life doesn’t go on. It just doesn’t.
Or atleast right now, it seems there’s no light at the end of my tunnel. That depressing thought made me think.. What comes after death? Hm, reincarnation is a nice thought, so I guess I choose to believe that.
But what if there’s nothing? Or everything? Do we just forget everything, and just stop exsisting? Or is heaven a real place, where there’s a white man with a giant beard called god? I don’t know.. And to be honest, I don’t want to know. It’s not like I want to die or anything, but what’s the point of living? We all live to die, but my way of living seems to be a burden for everyone else.
This could be the best day of your life.
Hi! I'm Kristina, and I'm 16 years old. I live in the capital of Denmark, Copenhagen, with my boyfriend, Niclas. (♥)
I post a lot of different things, but mainly black and white.
I really don't know what else to say lol
Hi! I'm Kristina, and I'm 16 years old. I live in the capital of Denmark, Copenhagen, with my boyfriend, Niclas. (♥)
I post a lot of different things, but mainly black and white.
I really don't know what else to say lol
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