sometimes it seems as if life makes sense and has purpose. other times it seems like there is no meaning and is futile. anyones else get that feeling? edit: i mean, you wake up and are ready for work and want to accomplish something that day. then i think about what im doing and its like, whats the fucking point? all i do is waste my life working like a dog so i can buy things and just live. but then i go back and forth between, i want to work because i can buyy all these things and have a happy life. but then i go back to; there is no fucking point in trying im just gonna die. yea.