The cycle never ends. It comes one after another.
Life sometimes feels like the sand on the beach. The waves never stops beating in. It has no mercy what-so-ever. But the thing is, people love to snuggle their feet into nice soft sand.
Your broken and beaten up life makes someone else happy. Either they are happy with the fact that your life is fucked up (the "revenge is sweet" people) or they just happy that their lives doesn't seem so bad after all (the "no offence" people).
Hmm, now I feel like going to the beach.
Unfortunately, the highest today would only be 21 degrees. A sign that autumn is actually fucking here.
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