Seeking Vampire for Immortality

We are all perpetual renters. Even if we buy a house or car, these things are never truly ours. Even our bodies and faces aren't ours. When we die, our houses and cars go to a family member. All of our possessions get divided up, or thrown out. The albums it took you years to create can be tossed out in a second.

As we age, we get wrinkles, grey hair and a host of other things we did not ask for. When we die, our tattoos, piercings and uniqueness die with us. Viruses and disease can attack and take over your body, and there's not much you can do about it.

All of your stuff is someplace else, while your body and mind are forever gone. People also replace us in their lives. They get new spouses or friends. They have someone else to take out to your favorite restaurant. They will always remember you but you won't be there to share any of the special moments.

What is it all for if it all ends so soon? Why do we spend our lives trying to attain perfection and happiness only to rot away? Why do we form everlasting bonds of friendship and love if they get taken away from us?

If I knew the answer was because we are all going to heaven, then i wouldn't mind so much. But in that case, why do you usually go alone? And if it really existed, what if you re-married? Who would you spend eternity with, your old lover or new one?

Life is fucked. No matter how much you think you are in control, you never fully are.