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the world is wierd. there is no such thing as unconditional love for random people or me or at least now. its wierd, turbulent, vertigo. the very nature of living is not s empty. we are here to reproduce, emotions and religions and love and all that cal is just to fill up the time till we die.. life is to long, why cant i be a fly and just die in a day, it was a lifetime. reproduce and keep the specie alive, thats what is in our genes. is it nesecary to be happy? is it just to pass the time of uncertainty?,,,,,,,deeeyedee EYE emm ache ann ee ess ense? dot dot dot