not a day goes by i think of how to be a better person. but everytime i begin to feel like i am, i learn something that combats the way i feel. the way i think. combats who i am. and it hurts. cause wtf am i to hold on too?
life is pain. no pain, no gain. witout a contrast, you would know the beauty of pleasure. if only it were that easy.
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