In the realm of the senses

No one likes people who are in love, because they know that they mock and laugh at all of them for their miserable existences.

But then love is like a flu that lasts for a while and then leaves you just like everyone else and probably a bit worse off… corrupted and frail.

So the miserable people are always proven right at the end and the people in love always end up hurt.

Some miserable people though still remember what it was like and that’s where the beauty of growing old lies.

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