People. They're all over the place. Different sizes, personalities, likes, dislikes, races, shapes, physical appearances. Who cares. They're all going to fade away some day. So will you. And where are you going? Nowhere. Maybe you'll have a new life, reincarnation, but here's the sucky part; you'll have no memory of your past self. Are you afraid of death? Do you lay awake at night imagining the world after your gone? I do. I don't like it, but at the end, was it all for something? Was it worth being born alone, or maybe with a twin, triplet or quadruplet, but it doesn't matter... Your dying alone.
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AcakIt's me basically giving my thoughts out, if you like them, you like them. You don't like them and want to argue? I no care. Move along.
