Everyone is living their separate lives as complicated as mine. For me I’m The main character when in reality I’m practically unimportant. Even the most famous people are still “unimportant” since earth is a small planet within an ♾️ number of others. I’m to focused on worrying about what everyone thinks of me. But does it matter?People say “do what you want.” but don’t we live for other people? Because your judged on how good you lived your life. And “good” means how much you gave to others. How you benefited others. Because we as humans are built to be selfish, so we survive. So the more “good” you are the more uncommon you are and people like unique things. So we live for other people. Because if you’re a bad person it means you say what you want to say. It means you take from other people. So when you think about it. What’s bad is what was good about 2000 years ago. We killed eachother and stole because that’s what was best for us. So what I’m kind of saying and meaning is. The real answer to all of this and the real problem is. I ain’t never seen two pretty best friends, always one of them gotta be ugly…