There are so many things in this world you cannot control. Weather. People.
But also all the sorrow, all the pain. I know it is impossible to really live and not experience true sadness at least a few times. Some days are really good. Many days are good.
Others can knock you down hard.
I don't understand why some people experience extreme poverty while others live lives of complete luxury. Or why some people, some incredible people are forced to die young. It's not fair. The deep loss of the plans gone unrealized. All the hopes and dreams that will never be fulfilled. The anguish of the living. Why should we live while others do not? It's just not fucking fair.
But also all the sorrow, all the pain. I know it is impossible to really live and not experience true sadness at least a few times. Some days are really good. Many days are good.
Others can knock you down hard.
I don't understand why some people experience extreme poverty while others live lives of complete luxury. Or why some people, some incredible people are forced to die young. It's not fair. The deep loss of the plans gone unrealized. All the hopes and dreams that will never be fulfilled. The anguish of the living. Why should we live while others do not? It's just not fucking fair.
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