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The saddest people I’ve ever met; are those who don’t care about anything. Not even themselves. Not out of shallowness or irresponsibility, but out of the reality that all of their insides are aching and they lost the last ounce of will to complain.

You look into their eyes and the roads to their souls have been glazed– blocked; you just slip into scary pitiful emptiness.

And all you want to do right then and there is to hold their hands and guide them back to humanity, but you’re scared that it’s too late- You’re scared that in this case, for them, this is life as good as it gets.

P.S: Don’t run away. You still have time. We make time :)

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