āYou see, kid, weāre all broken in some way or another, we just learn how to paint over the sadness with another shade of bright colors, some do it perfectly, some fail to achieve the basic foundations of painting, because you see, kid, to paint is to be an artist, and some people have steady hands, some have weary hands that are so damn tired from grasping into the ledge of reality, and letās face it, not everyone has the mental, nor physical capacity to be an artist. But thereās a trick, kid, because I, for a instance, am not an artist, yet Iām still living, at least for now, and thatās what I call perseverance, some times things may seem blurry, and you may feel like itās the end of the world, but you have to fight it, to put every last breath into it, you need to survive the storm to see the sunshine right after it, you need to run till your lungs give out to win the marathon, and you need to live it through, you have to! Because you see, kid, you may not be an artist or a worrier, but you are human indeed, and out there, someone cares about you, deeply, so you have to fight, you have to pull yourself together, you have to live, you have to! How else would you see this through, because there has to be an end line, and there has to be a reason for all of this. Now see, kid, life may not be easy, but itās not impossible to live. ā¦ He said that and walked away, and I, the kid in the story, later found it that the man that wanted me to live have killed himself that night.ā
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