many things are half empty or half full in my case it's all half empty, my love is half empty. my joy is half empty. my happiness is half empty and many more I used to see it as half full but as I get older it just seems to lose more, more meaning. more worth. and it's just not worth trying to force myself to see it as half full when everything I do is half way.
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