Components to life

Have you ever thought that:

Each thought has one component, that starts small and gradually enlarges.

If you died, what would happen.

death was better than life

you were the only thinking the thing that you're thinking about

people are watching you everywhere

sleep is not just your body rebooting itself

while you are sleeping, anything can happen, but as long as you stay asleep, you'll never know

A cold will never go away, that you will always have phlegm, and you didn't notice that it went away, it will always be there

Existence is not just about learning, and choices

You can never fix you're hair no matter what you do (besides cutting it completely off)

Computers were made to torment adults

there is another person typing the same words as you, at the same time.

You could get lost, even when you know exactly where you are

There is more than a subconscious that leads you

You miss something every time you blink

There were so many ways you can die every second

you were crazy

no one gets you besides yourself

spending more time doing something you don't want to do, is worse than spending less time doing what you want

people have more capacity than they hold themselves too

A leaf fell right in front of you and landed perfectly situated on the ground for a reason

You were meant to see someone

everything happens for a purpose

Whatever happened was supposed to happen, that in the past it was going to happen, in the present it will happen, and the future it has already happened

said the wrong things at all the wrong times

You were never good enough for yourself

You know exactly what someone is going to say by the look on their face

The Story of life has a beginning a middle and an end, you know how it will end, you know how it began, but the middle lingers on, and you never know exactly where it will be until you get there.

you were foreign, and that everyone else is normal

you can't help but criticize others as you criticize yourself

You pour your mind out onto a piece of paper, and no one else will no the meaning but you

You can't help but let others beat you down

You weren't strong enough

It could be over at any second

You could be the one in the wheelchair, you could be looking upon a crowd of people, all watching you as you limp down a hallway

books are stories of the author, never made up, all of them are nonfiction when you look deeper

you could watch a seconds hand move across a clock for longer when you don't see what time it is

you weren't the only one that felt a certain way about things

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