What Does it Mean to Move on with Life

You are the worse considerator of blogger reading I've ever met. In light of this question about moving on, how on earth do I know, and you still expect your balls to find a solution in this entire part of the world? No can do. I am neither qualified or too depressed to answer.

What does it mean to have a depression in the entire world of existence where the girl you care for the most, think of everyday, and the one you have always attempted to reach, treat you like a normal man, but with a taken-for-granted enuendo; she does not care whether you exist or not, in any life possible. Your presence makes no difference in her life, if not annoyance, and your successes are yoour successes.

The most heartbreaking part of this is that over the course of two decades and three years 10 days the girl was never found before in any part of the world; the man's world. No she will be leaving for good, taking away all the man's heart, giving the man a memory to regret, and stranding him on the island of endless isolation. That's what you get for believing in love, at all. Even worse, for letting your conscience to mate and reproduce get the best of you. In other words, don't let the dick talk talks.

What does it mean to move on with life is not an entry about how you should move on with life. It is a diary and journal of a man who desperately wants to escape the clearly avoidable depression pit he has fallen into. Not because of a dying member of a family or dear ones. Not too, because of life pressure where one's money is of concern to survival. It is because of an unrequited love where one's obsession has driven him into madness and grief. Immense disillusionment of love, and death.

The saddest part of all, it is not even because of the loved one's departion. It is the departion of the chance to convey his feelings properly to the girl who has had his love unrequited for his own nonchalance of his own strategy and mannerism of which he communicate his thoughts.

It is frustrating and there is no way to move on.

If anyone ever get to be in this unfortunate pit of depression, longing for a girl in his unending abyss of obsession, try this exercise.
Close your eyes for 7 seconds. Rub your face with warm water, but sterile.

Take a pen. Masturbate once in shower.

Take out your spen, and start creating illustrations daily.

Sell your art on pinterest and upwork.com.

Make money and establish your brand and business.

Get together your life and never look back.

Your future is waiting for you, Steven.

Yes, all the Stevens in the world. Have fun in the backyard.

When the secretary kows how to spend their last moment with the sun.

Random thing I typed in because typing on Samsung Galaxy Tab S6 magic keyboard is just so fun and magical.

Sadly, Samsung Galaxy Tab S 7 plus is launching soon, and I haven't had the funds to afford having thetime to have it purchased.

Adios. Until Next Time.