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I am young. When I found out for the first time about the ugliness of the world, I was disgusted. Felt helpless and enraged. But then, I accepted that life is sad. It’s all just suffering. But still, it’s all beautiful. Because, is there love without suffering? It’s when you share the sorrow and pain that people love you more than that of when you share their happiness. It’s feeling safe in someone’s arms when in pain. Without melancholy, there is no love. There is no need of other humans. What a boring world would that be.

This might not be very deep but here we are.