Do you ever feel like no matter how many shots you get in life that you always end up fucking it up?
I don’t get many shots, in fact I’m usually the black cat, the unlucky one.
When I do get these rare chances, I always end up fucking it up.
What the point of living if I keep making the wrong choices?
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There is no meaning but that doesn’t mean you should stop trying. Try until you make a right coise and if this doesn’t happen you could always leave all of this behind and live somewhere else
Every single time. Not once did I get to know the taste of success.