We spend our days bound by endless obligations. Yet, even with loneliness, failed relationships, and soul-draining work, people still manage to catch a glimpse of happiness. Why?
We spend our days bound by endless obligations. Yet, even with loneliness, failed relationships, and soul-draining work, people still manage to catch a glimpse of happiness. Why?
Hell yeah!
I have procreated and passed off my genes, but it’s bullshit to tell other people that’s the point of being alive.
You gotta do what you feel is right. If nothing feels worthwhile, make the best of the ride!
For real, my genes suck, will happily keep them to myself