Random thoughts of a fucked up mind

If you knew that a hug would save someones life, would you dare to give them one?
Does everyone feel as alone as I do?
Does the world only ever judge a person by what the media portrays as beautiful?
Why can’t we see a person’s heart when we look at them – to know if they are truly ugly or not?
Why does it hurt so bad to be here?
Why live when there are many others suffering and struggling to?
Why do we make it so hard to feel love?