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Not even stars live forever


Of the seven deadly sins,sloth is my demon and I love her.I'd rather sleep all day and get paid sitting in my ass rather than working hard,with sweaty armpits and things like that to get minimal pay.But is sitting on my ass and getting paid better than working all day on the fields,sweating all over?Is it healthy?Would you rather die of a high blood pressure by being obese because you sit on your ass all day in a close quarter office building or live a hard life tilling the land,churning dirt for your everyday bread and butter but keeping healthy doing just that?.Do you need to meet social expectations and live up to your parents dreams because they couldn't achieve the dreams they made you strive for?.Do you want to stay so relevant to the things that happen with the world and couldn't keep up with the drama in your home?Would you rather work and be so fucking tired you cant stay relevant to your wife or your kids and so you had to find love outside of your house? Or you could just sleep all day because everything you and I do surmounts to nothing.Do you think names like Albert Einstein,Adolf Hitler,Issac Newton,etc will live forever?They will be forgotten eventually like the rest of history when the human species died out.You will be forgotten,live with that.
So here I conclude this (whatever this is) by quoting Avenged Sevenfold's Acid Rain just because I can.

"Not even stars live forever".

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