Everyone’s life sucks. I don’t care if you love your life and if you think your life is better than everyone else. It still sucks. But everyone’s life is also beautiful. Even if you feel you have the worse life ever. It’s still beautiful. If I were to be asked “what makes life beautiful?” I would answer by saying life itself, all forms of life, any form of life, that very fact that you are a living, breathing being is beautiful. At first my intentions were to write about how much my life sucks right now, there’s just a lot of stuff going wrong that I can’t even begin to explain. But then I remembered that no one gives a shit, because everyone’s life sucks.
reblog- my parents: I have such a attractive daughter
- my grandparents: so how many boyfriends have you gone through this week?
- people from my school: and here we have this deformed potato
So I was carrying a tiny black stool for the man that was going to cartwheel across the world, y’know, in case he wanted to sit down, but something terrible happened…
(Source: strangewood)
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