A second ago I was thinking about that I better live my life with the live ones rather the cry on the dead ones

Life would've been better with them in it yes
But they're not here we gotta live with it

- الرساله ؛ I thought about such a thing at sometime, but now I cry without thinking about this and only thinking about the memories because I know that they're irreplaceable, but you can't just cry and remember, that's not how life works sadly (or gladly? Idk)

You get it mate

تم استبدال حصل خير بي всё хорошо

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One must keep oneself entertained

I never intended to make you feel guilty

And at the end of the day you ask yourself

Is this really how I should live?

Is this really how anyone should live?

Is life really worth our warm tears

This nonsense cannot fix anything

But eh I guess humans tend to babble to relieve themselves

And the root of it all? Fear, naturally