It's funny how life is crafted in such a simple way and how human race complicate it when things are as true as it seem to be. It's beyond reasonable explanation why God placed us in a family yet sometimes we all can't even get along, it's funny how bad things happen, you're still grateful they did despite how hurt you were because, what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger. It's funny how you thought your future was planned with intelligence, but you end up going against it because yknow life isn't all about being predictable. You understand the essence of love and life, but you live up to vengeance and self-destruction. One generation led the way, however tarnished by the next. You know the consequence of making a mistake, but sometimes being happy is more than just keeping it right. You know the rules of the game, but the thrill lies in breaking it. More often than not, you realise each time you fall each time you feel like the world is eating you up, you're actually tearing down walls and becoming a person who knows how to deal with twisted lies, acidified words... basically the uglier side of life. That's when you find beauty in ugly. Perceive the dark side with light or to enclose light with darkness?
Live life the fullest or leave life the fullest?
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