No one knows how good they've got things until it's gone.
Everyone takes things for granted.
No ones ever grateful. No one makes sure to be grateful. No one cares. But why should they I suppose. Everything will die and disappear in the end. The truth of the matter is, nothing truly matters. It's all just useless.
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You don't know how good you've got it until it's gone.
Written; Tuesday, June 25, 2019
