It is just the way it works

Universe won't give you shit. It gave you nothing. Your life depends on chance. Matter hit another matter. Boom. Things happen. The end. And the beggining somewhere. You can control little things, you can. But thats is nothing compared to the enormous chain of events that take place for the things that happen to you, to happen. You have no control on most of those events. You are just one person. It is nothing in the planet. It is nothing in the universe. You are just one mind. Aren't we all fucking alone? You can be surrounded by a lot of people but inside you, there is only you. Unique. It can be scary. It should be a little scary. You will leave this life knowing almost nothing about anything that happens or happened millions of years before you were even concibed. And you will live and love and feel some amazing shit, and some horrible shit. You will have fun and feel that life is great, because sometimes it is. And you will deal with lost and it will be fucking exhausting and painful and you will want to scream and brake things. And you will be happy sometimes. Even if it has no sense at all. And you will want some feelings and moments to be endless. And some other times you will feel that that shit has to stop. I don't want this fucking shit no more. I can't do it. I want this shit that I'm going through to be fucking finished. But it won't. Because shit happens and because there is some fucking shit called free will. THAT-FUCKING-BITCH. The fucking free will. Everyone just feel the way they fucking feel and there is nothing you can do about it. Suck it up. There is no such thing such as a law of attraction. You can't get something just by dreaming of it. It just does not work that way. Does not matter where the fuck was the moon or the planets the day you were born. You don't vibe in any frequence in synthoni with the universe. Sometimes you were in the right place in the right time. It is fucking amazing because I could have lived anytime along history. But I was born the day I was born. And we met here. The universe is endless. And we were toghether un this particular moment of the history of the universe. It is fucking unbeliavable. It is the most increíble thing in the universe. A coincidence that makes magic happens. We converged in time and place and we did a lot of shit toghether and we were happy, and we were sad, and we were nice to each other, and we treated each other like shit, and we both took turns to love the other in an obssesive, hurtful way that seems totally unhealthy. My turn now. And it does not matter anymore. That's it. Mix free will with chance and you have chaos. And everything is chaos. It does not matter how hard you try to control anything. Pompei was fucking burried under ashes. You can control some things. But you can't control how stupid people is. You can't control what a person feels ir thinks. You won't ever know what really happened when you were not there. Everybody has secrets. So what? People are fucking complex. You can't force anybody to tell you the truth every time. You can't expect people to respecto everything and to stand by every dessicion they made. We are all fucking humans. You should not get mad at somebody because of how they feel. You have no right to do that. You can be fucking mad at life when life is a piece of shit. But you can't  expect every situation or every story of your life to work out well for you. That is not the way the universe works. Grow a pair. There is no fate. Don't put chains in anybody for them to stay by your side. Gotta let them be. It sucks. But, have you ever thought about what had to happen in order for you to be happy? Did that ever crossed your mind? It can be awful. But sometimes when people choose to feel good, or to try to feel good, there might be some collateral damage. No heartfeelings. This is just the way the fucking universe works.