thought#8

all our lives are voids. at least i know mine is. we try to fill these voids with friends, relationships, happiness, accomplishments, well, loads of stuff. but friends leave u, relationships break, happiness goes, accomplishments fade away. but what i can think of, what i can conceive, invent or discover will always stay with me. so i choose to fill my void with these. i am just looking for something to fill my void, but,i am so empty. my life has never made any sense to me, and no matter how hard i try, how hard i look, i never find a purpose, a meaning , a reason for my existence.