I wonder why feelings exist; feelings don't help anyone.
I know they're somewhat necessary, because otherwise we'd all just be annoying pre-programmed robots, and life wouldn't be nearly as interesting. But have you ever thought about why if everyone is supposedly created equal, some people are depressed just...because? Have you ever wondered how some people are just so strong they can go through the worst of experiences and still have a positive outlook on life?
Love is supposed to be amazing...an incredible feeling. Why do things get in the way of it so often? Work, lust, ignorance, knowledge, distance, family...they all interfere with love. I understand that if love was easy, no one would find it compelling and strive for it, work hard for it, or dream about it, but if it's hard to attain, why should it be easy to destroy?
I know they're somewhat necessary, because otherwise we'd all just be annoying pre-programmed robots, and life wouldn't be nearly as interesting. But have you ever thought about why if everyone is supposedly created equal, some people are depressed just...because? Have you ever wondered how some people are just so strong they can go through the worst of experiences and still have a positive outlook on life?
Love is supposed to be amazing...an incredible feeling. Why do things get in the way of it so often? Work, lust, ignorance, knowledge, distance, family...they all interfere with love. I understand that if love was easy, no one would find it compelling and strive for it, work hard for it, or dream about it, but if it's hard to attain, why should it be easy to destroy?
I completely fucking agree. I dont understand it either. If something so wonderful and beautiful is given the chance to bloom and become something, why do other things get in the way, and tear it down?
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