"Why do we exist? I want to know, if there is only suffering, why bother?
What's the point of life? If there is anything, would you please tell me?
Because I am tired, the exhaustion leaves me weak, a darkness smothers
I've lost hope, can't resist the thought, of falling into the silence, forever."
"I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it
is not in order to enjoy ourselves.” Ludwig Wittgenstein
