i believe in god. but not for the reason everybody thinks. i believe in god because i believe that there has to be something else out there, a reason for me to do the things i do, a reason to be good. a reason to wake up each day. whats the point of living a perfect life if when you die its over? theres nothing else.. i would hate to not have anything to believe in.
“Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.”—Ray Bradbury Dandelion Wine (via 24ribs)