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"To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering one must not love, but then one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer...not to love is to suffer.”


Yeah, yeah, yeah, just roll the damn credits. 


“How lucky we are, to have loved something so much, we are forced to grieve this hard?”


Oh god, save it for a hallmark card, Karen. 


“Grief is indeed love with nowhere to go.”


Hey buddy, your breath smells like a pig took a shit in your mouth, and then rolled around in it, before dying, due to your poisonous, toxic, foul breath. You just killed a pig. So take a step back and preach it to someone else . . . Thank you. 


“We’ve been taught wrong about love, that’s why. Humans aren’t without flaws, therefore, love cannot be perfect.”


No fucking shit. 


“And all of it will make us a better person in the end.”


Then why is everyone so god damn shitty?


CH 12/14/25

 
 
 

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