As a fourteen year old disaster, I cut into my skin to drain the nihilism from my veins but it only burrowed deeper in & now I'm marked forever with these scars that stand for nothing at all.
As a grieving sixteen year old, I was offered two sentiments of attempted comfort: "Everything happens for a reason" & "Stand up for what you believe in". Those phrases mean as little as this entire world does to me & that used to make me feel like there was something missing.
But... ****... I can fall in love with nothing to lose & that kind of love is the only love that is one hundred percent true.
So, yeah, just maybe there's some danger in the belief that nothing happens for a reason just as there's danger in the belief that everything does but if a nihilist can find an other racing mind to turn 18 years of nothing into a lot of something why the hell are we so concerned with questions like "Why?" anyway...?