You spend 5 mins of your life reading my post.
Pulling out a kopitiam chair takes 2 secs of your life. Sitting down takes another 2.
You spend 10 mins carving out a schedule which you never got down to follow.
Yet we never paused to think about what we would have done in place of these minatures - saving the world, helping people, doing something important.
Because when you got right down to it, we lived for the sake of living.

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Whenever my day is getting rotten, I read. Reading gets my mind off things, when I read I can pretend that the world is heavenly but with a beep, I can get wrenched out of my thoughts and brought back to reality. Normally reading sob stories would cheer me up, because it feels good to know that there's always someone worse off than me in this world, a human trying to figure out if her existance would really matter, period.
After all, what's the point of digesting when you're going to pass it all out; what's the point of remembering when you're not going to forget.

Adults always say that they want to be fifteen again, because then they only needed to worry if the drop-dead gorgeous guy or the girl with the radiant smile fancied them and their algebra homework.
Lucky for them, they weren't born in the 20th century.

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