What is life? Pointless, at the very core. I mean in this in the most un-apathetic way. Once you realize how pointless it is, is when you can start being truely happy. Happy and enlightened. By all means, that pony is really cute, but do you want to spend your life designing pony clothes? Is that a well spent lifetime? Yes and no. No in the let's-all-pitch-in-and-advance-humanity sense of things. Yes, in that life is pointless and it doesn't matter what you do, as long as you're happy about it. Don't fret over playing too many games, and don't worry about what other people think of those habits that are unacceptable by societys standards. You may die tomorrow anyway, and that knitting-fetish of theirs isn't so hot either. You know that, they don't.
I know life is really pointless. It allows me to do certain things and not feel bad about it. I'm happy.
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