Accepting insignificance is better than it seems, I am nothing, not even a passing thing, at most mediocre, and that's good in a way. I don't carry as much weight on my shoulders as it sometimes seems. I'm sure I'm going to die, but leaving this world isn't as scary as it sounds, it's a confirmation that makes life worthwhile without holding me back. Everyone wants to be happy, without exception, everyone wants approval, everyone wants something, everyone runs from something or someone, I'm not special, then why act as my life is that important to others beside myself? —Mv
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