yeah...i kinda don't feel good about too much right now...got in a fight...heard some disturbing and sickening news...cried till there was nothing wet left in me...lost several "friends", (though those "friends" were the ones treating me like crap) and...yeah...I'm trying to make new friends---y'know---nicer ones, but it's not so easy. I can't trust everybody as much as I would like to...mainly cuz most of my firends lie to me all of the time...but that's beside the point...I can't trust hardly anyone because in the hearts of men (and women) resides a ferocious, mean-streak. The hearts of men (and women) like to house nastiness to correspond with their black souls, which shall be forever damned to the flaming pits of what we call Hell. They grow complacent with their filthyness and live to torment others. Then, everyday, they have to wake up and face themselves...but I wonder...how they even sleep at night, knowing what they've done. I wonder how they can look at themselves in the mirror and smile at the reflection that is a monster. I wonder how they can look others (that they might say are their friends) in the eyes and tell them a complete lie. I don't understand how people can be comfortable with themselves and still do all of the horrible things that they do. I just don't understand...
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