It's said that misery loves company.
Misery doesn't love company. Misery isn't a person.
People love misery.
We live for it. We watch it on TV. We read tragedies to waste some time. We think up scenarios that would make our lives more exciting.
When you think about it, if misery loves company, then that makes us the misery.
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A Letter To Someone Who Can't Be Special Anymore
غير روائيJust some of my daily thoughts, feelings, and activities. You'll notice that I think more than I speak.
