There is nothing to live for. Everything is nothing, my life has no meaning. This colorless and tasteless existence has utterly drained me. I am down to nothing. Furthermore it doesn’t even matter anymore. Mundane routines are pushing me closer to insanity. I hate this so called life. How many more times and ways can I say it? There is no answer. There is no remedy. All that is left is this futile game. I can do nothing right at this point. I wish I never existed. I really wish I had never been born to this empty thing.