Me, Myself, and I
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Ultima pubblicazione gio, gen 14, 2016
Dependence is a terrible thing.
Regardless of wealth, status, race or religion, every single person on this damned planet is going to their grave by themselves. Yeah, people believe if they have friends or family, they're not going to die alone. But they are, because you're not going to get a hand to hold when your body is six feet under. If you rely on people, you're only going to be disappointed again and again.
Independence provides freedom. It's realistic. It's sustainable. It lets you be your own person.
So hell yeah, it's just me, myself, and I.
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