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TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 2008 (4:51 PM)

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Rambling...

(I'm feeling restless)

Stuff on my mind. Will probably be annoying to most of you. Oh well.

Is it true that darkness is at its darkest just before the sunrise?
Rotting; the festering of every lie and misinterpreted comment compressed into a physical state that eats away at discarded flesh and bone. In reality, it feeds off of us before our names are ever carved into a hard, cold tombstone. It leeches off of every single face you pass in a crowded hallway, and from every aching heart that feeds them crimson blood just to get through another day. Oh, we're talking figuratively, of course, but the concepts are so ineffably the same that they're seemingly synonymous.
Pain? Pain is the bodily reaction to the concept known as "wrong." What is the real definition of "wrong," anyway, and why is it so precariously intertwined with its equally hazy conceptual cousin, "right?" Why do some individuals dance along that undefined vertical line without a care, and others simply stare it it from one extreme or the other? Why are we, as people, so strongly divided by this basis?
Walking away. A statement more bold than any string of well placed words could ever wish to be. What I wouldn't do to find the strength within myself to walk away from the things in my world that like to play upon the boundaries of "right" and "wrong"... the list is rather short.
Friends, not friends, more than friend, almost friend, ex-friend, best friend, new friend, old friend, good friend, bad friend... who really knows the difference between them anyways? Are they really just labels... or has the meaning survived a hundred generations of stupidity? Do words really have meaning, or is it the heart that it comes from? Can a pulsating muscle really care for a person? Does yours care about me? Are we friends via situation or fate? Is fate even reality?

The world is always looking for excuses.
I hope it never finds any.

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