its very rare for a feeling to come along against all my morals of humanity. its never the less more scary of a thought than ever. getting caught up in the every day lives leaves me breathless and dead when i'm alone. in moments of spending time with the people who clame to love you and those who really do hate you, i find myself hating everyone, including me. its true that you could never comprehend the full amount of pain that love could cause you until you die from it. then again, you wouldnt know then either. death is just another beginning. it has an ending too. you just don't know when, or where, or even...who. dont ask yourself stupid questions in your spare time or go and gossip to your friends. its a waste. just like life. no time, to place, no people to see. a schedule is an excuse not to see someone. and a lie is just something that people are made out to believe and the truth is made to make people feel like they know what is real wen really they dont. these are my beliefs. and for a brief time they will be called truth. at least to you. and then you will say its a lie. never again depend on something that is broken. dont try to explain everything. its not worth ur time.