Why do people treat lives as expendable? It hurts. Why do people get cancer? It hurts. Why do people kill? It hurts. And it's not my pain that should be humored. It's theirs.
Before this some guy got off 6 months in prison for raping a girl. A such girl was found guilty of adultery in Qutiar for being raped. I found out a friend has a bad form of cancer.
The only comfort I can give myself in all this is the words of my grand father " Nothing's going to be alright. Not a damn thing." To me this means you have to take the good with the bad, enjoy your friends, eat some cheese fries,bake some cookies. Bad shit happens and it could be you tomorrow. It could be your brother, your friend, or even a valued coworker, but everyone dies. You're job is to enjoy as much as you can as often as you can. Don't take shit for granted. Take litterally nothing for granted. It could all vanish tomorrow.
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