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we overlook most important things in life, thinking they're just because. no signs. life is what you make it, people would say. i like to believe things are thrown at you telling you what to do. there's a certain path for everyone, for everything. things happen for a reason and it's not because you made it good, bad, happy, or confusing. it's because that thing came to you and made it that way. you didn't bring it here. the best things in life are often the small things. that's one cliche i believe. love. hope. excitement. no one can beat that. but they're all fragile. they break easy. the most delicate of all things. but without the best and without a fight, what's life? no sadness, no experience. literally nothing. we, us, people, can't seem to hold up the fight. to quit is to show others just how weak we can really be. we all just need inspiration, some have to fight for it. and those few lucky people get it thrown at them. we search for it everywhere. music, photos, people. i say that we are on the pursuit of inspiration, but this particular pursuit may be the breaking point. it may be the root of all things meaningless. everything empty, nothing to believe in. it will make or break you. all i can say is good luck, and don't overlook the small things. they can make the biggest joys.