my childhood forum is shutting down next month

one day i will be dust

and so will everything and everyone i love

i realized this when i was 7 years old

but it has not been so prevalent until lately

i am running out of time

and somehow it feels like punishment from god

i want to be thankful for being alive

but whatever happens next , god is punishing me for being selfish

i tried drawing myself instead of characters that loosely try to convey my own emotions the other day

i don't know what came of it