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Feb 2018
I suppose there’s a reason for everything.
Like how we eat for nourishment
And drink to refresh our bodies
Or sleep to regain energy.
Those are all common things, right?
But…
I think about other things.
Like how I cry sometimes over nothing
Or how I get sad for no reason at all
Or how my friend has unloving, narcissistic parents.
Would you care to explain that to me?
Because I doubt it’s something like “survival of the fittest,” which applies to nature.
Do we want this? Do we want to be unhappy, moping around about our lives every day?
Or is it something else? Something beyond our control?

Sometimes, I wonder why I’m even here.
There’s a reason for that too, right?
Sunny
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Sunny  20/Non-binary/autistic
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