What is life if we're going to die? What's the point in living if we're going to die? Why do we exist to die? Can anyone answer those questions? The only answer i can come up with is that there is no point... why don't i just curl up and die now... it's not as if anyone would miss me..... *edit* Thomas, would you mean the friends that bitch about me behind my back or who bitch about other friends behind their back and aren't really nice people?