You'd think after something terrible happens, the world would seem a bit warmer. People start to care and show compassion. Everyone comes to you with open arms, and holds you til the pain goes away. But the pain never does go away. It's like breaking a stick. You break one end off, but an end still exists.

As for why I've lost faith? It's people. People who are scum. People who have no compassion. People with cold hearts. People that gossip. People that have no knowledge of how valuable life really is. People who contradict themselves.

I understand in finding the humor in certain situations and trying to lift spirits. But when your jokes turn into hateful and spiteful remarks, there is no humor. The only thing that exists is the sheer conceit of people.