None of that matters anymore.
Remember all those dreams you had for yourself when you were a kid. All those morals, interest, hopes, fantasies infatuated to the point of creating an idealistic human species that’s all around attributes were as perfect as Jesus.
What was the point?
The unfortunate idea of it all was that I grew up. And I saw the world for what it is from another’s perspective. With that, my morals became nonexistent, my interests few, still hopeful, and saturated with the qualities of a realist. I still have dreams, but I currently appreciate the fact that I have to work for what I want.
Remember all those dreams you had for yourself when you were a kid. All those morals, interest, hopes, fantasies infatuated to the point of creating an idealistic human species that’s all around attributes were as perfect as Jesus.
What was the point?
The unfortunate idea of it all was that I grew up. And I saw the world for what it is from another’s perspective. With that, my morals became nonexistent, my interests few, still hopeful, and saturated with the qualities of a realist. I still have dreams, but I currently appreciate the fact that I have to work for what I want.
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