A long trip home, a long waiting period for something, or just waiting for something to end. Getting sad here, becoming overjoyed about a success. Emotions, that humans want to call real, stuff that we want to believe in, make changes in our lives such that we keep everyone happy. Society being social being human is natural to us all. Politics is too confusing for me, I want straight talk, straight results, otherwise I’m happy making compromises in life. When I can’t get anything, any happiness at all, I want to die.

Confessions of real people those that we call fanatics. But aren’t we equally susceptible to such a life turning into something we call a natural suicide. We keep calling in for confidence building, but someday we all are going to die.

This place is that unforgiving, that socially immoral, driving people to take impossible steps in life, being called a loser, etc. Why can’t we just die, quietly, believing their is no God, that would be better for joe.

-Devil