Some people are born into rich families. Some are born into super rich ones. Some people are born into normal, mediocre lives where nothing happens and they never go any where.
Some people are born to awesome parents and only end up pissing all over and pissing away that unconditional love. Some people are born to crackheads and they end up shooting greater hoops than I ever will.
Some people are born to tragic circumstances and their lives will always suck. Some people will live hopeless lives where a better one is seen but never within reach. The end.
Some people are born deaf or blind or crippled.
Happiness is hard enough to come by when indifferent luck initially defines us all.
So I don’t give a fuck about same sex marriages, or what color a person’s skin is, or what financial bracket they live in, or if they’re dumb as bricks.
Happiness is just hard enough already.