always happens something with a conclusion or reason. but we always get something to turn it complicated and difficult.
like in love, its always simple,or it is or isn't. don't exists an half state of love or everything else,it's so simple that we feel de need to complicate so we can have te reason to cry,argue and even complain and feel insecure,if we just think with feet on earth and no hope anda no other thoughts we could live a normal life,we just don't think too much it would be simple and..easier.
but most off all,easier.
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