Maybe I just can't and will never be one of those disgustingly nice people whom everybody loves. But it doesn't really matter, does it? I wasn't born a bootlicker; and I won't think so highly of myself to try to be one.
Amidst all these broken hearts, I have once again found someone with good news to share :) Little things like that (or maybe not so little after all) give me hope about mankind, whose image has already been utterly destroyed when I was younger.
Someone asked me, if life was a question, what would it be for you?
"Does forever exist?"
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