The world is cruel.
And that's something Aira knew more than well.
Life could be crap at times. People were shit sometimes.
Or maybe almost always.
People are selfish; they always want everything for themselves, even if they love; They do everything for personal satisfaction, without thinking of others.
And that included me, whoever I'm reading this, every human being that ever existed.
People were all equal, we thought we were doing the right thing, and we spoke for others.
But what is right? Aira thought that everything was subjective; no rule dictates that it is correct and that it is not.
We can only think that someone does something wrong when it directly affects us. Do not be solemn to see what happens beyond our noses.
The human being, by nature, is a little empathic. We don't know the experiences of others; they don't matter to us. We complain about our own and don't see that someone else is suffering.
We are selfish.
We are also hypocrites; we like to complain about something but do the same.
We like to criticize others, but we don't like to be corrected.
We defend a morality that we do not follow.
We are cowards, dishonest, uninterested, and greedy.
Aira believed they were all bad; just some people used to hide it.
We were all the bad in someone's story.
Society was shit.
And Aira was part of her.