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Life is such an unusual thing.
You are born in a series of heartbreaking screams. The pain you experience when you get out of a place you knew as home, the adaptation to a new environment. The moment you take your first breath, the moment your eyes open to that blinding light...you are alive. It's often a miracle, a painful miracle.
Then you grow up, getting physical bruises as you discover the world. What you like and what you hate, you gradually define your personality and as you grow older the bruises grow psychological.
Life is the most unusual thing and by the time you are old enough to understand that, you are already attached to the wrong people, physical and mentally. Their wellbeing becomes yours. That's when the pain truly begins. Everything you have ever experienced seems so vain once you have been hurt by THE ONE.
Life is a fucking unusual thing. More often then never your happiness belongs to one being. No matter how much shit he gives you, no matter how much he hurts you, you are willing to undergo anything because He Holds Your Pleasure.
There is a thin line between Pleasure and Pain. One doesn't exist without the other. Like two beings, they unite.
Life is unusual. You are born in pain, you die in pain.
Life is Love, Life is laughter, Life is passion, Life is fear, Life is possession. Life is a game. One of Power. SEX. PAIN. CHAOS. DESTRUCTION...and PLEASURE.