life is as life does. it breaks you down and when kicks you to the curb. no ounce of sympathy. thus is life.
some people says that we need companions in life to help ease the pain. to help smooth the transition. but and pain and pleasure are rarely far off of each other. they mixed and muddled into one until you know not of when one ends and another began.
so life is often face with the same perseverance and bulheadedness of a cocky lowlife.
whose breakfast is a bowl of shame, lunch a plate of pain and dinner a cup of regret.
life is as life does.
it hurts and pleasures you all at the same time. when with or without companionship, it continues indefinitely. until the time come for this scum of earth to face its Maker.
when tiredness is replaced with an eternal rest.
life is as life does.