Life
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Last published Fri, Mar 14, 2014
The only point in living is to be happy, I guess. And a lot of people are not. A lot of people are wasting their one, short, meaningless life. That's why I'm writing this. We exist, rather pointlessly might I add, in this world. We have to get through our one life, in this world. We need to make the most of our lives, in this world. We need to be happy. I can help you.
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