Life is too precious to not be lived. It is the best thing that is recieved. But what if you may say you're living life, when in reality you're a broken soul who just wants someone to figure out themselves that they're actually sad? Not the type of sad where you're upset you didn't get the birthday gift you've been wanting for a year or the sad where you get a bad grade on something you studied hours on. But actually sad. And the worst part is you don't even know why. All you do know is that you wish you were happy. Because you know you have a good life and other people have it worse...but what if you were just sad, and you couldn't do anything about it? All this is hidden under a person who says they're truly living life. But to live life, you have to be happy and not have a care in the world. Nothing gets by them. Just think about it.
we accept the love we think we deserve.