I’ve come to believe that reality is an infinite expanse of sadness, in the form of longing, despair, and isolation. The purpose of life is to whitewash as much of the sadness as possible with a coat of temporary distraction, be it true love or television, many things can dumb your mind enough to make you believe that sadness has left you for the time being. However, it will always be there, sleeping at the foot of your bed, waiting for you in the shower, staring back at you as you reflect in the glassy black of your girlfriend’s eyes.

How you deal with the struggle, most importantly your use of hope and reverence for the moments when things seem to be peachy, is all that defines how successful you’ve been in life.

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