Kids are little brats because they’re self centered and have this really high pitched voice and are always yelling and screeching. I used to think this a lot and I still do but then I thought why does this matter and why does it bother me so much? Every kid will eventually die and some people will be sad about it and then those people will die and some people will be sad about them. A common question people like to ask is what the meaning of life is and that’s a pretty stupid question because a meaning is something every person interprets differently and you should just find what you think the meaning of life is. Or at least that’s what I think the meaning of life is. And if you think about things in the long run, there really isn’t even a meaning behind life. Every living thing eventually dies and that’s the end of it. You could become a genius inventor and improve the life of everyone but it doesn’t matter because the human race will eventually go extinct anyway. Even if you find some way to preserve humans forever, why would that be the thing you dedicate your life doing? It’s not like humans are especially great or anything; you’re just helping humanity simply because you too are a human. Unless you’re those sentimental types who want to protect all the children or something. If that’s what you want to do then do it. Since there isn’t really a point in crying over the fact your existence means nothing, I think the meaning of life is just doing what you want to do. Everything will disappear eventually so do what you want before that happens. Going back to why I hate kids, it’s because they think that they are special. I remember when thinking about death and I thought that it sucks that I’ll die eventually, but in the corner of my mind I thought that I wouldn’t die. I can’t imagine what death is like, so I just assumed it couldn’t happen to me. If someone says that I’ll drown in water I can experience or imagine that but with death I can’t. Of course it’s easy for me to say all this since I’m not dead and obviously what you do does matter. As long as you believe it does.