I don't even know why life is worth living. I guess I'm here because it brings me a small amount of joy in the vast sea of misery. For some reason, we collectively agree that the short happy moments are happy enough to outweigh the many long, suffering moments. I don't know why, but who am I to question it, and who am to live against it. After all, I am 'happy', right?
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