All the sentimental bullshit I spout is wrong. No one is friendly and open, everyone hates everyone else, and friendship and love and compassion for you fellow man/woman is just total bullshit. Going back over the thoughts I have written in all of my journals, and seeing everything I've posted here, and knowing everything that I still think, I've come to realise it's all wrong. Just a security blanket that I need to toss out. All it took was a single message. All it took was for me to share one of my deepest, most secret desires with someone, and to find out that all they had to say to one of my happiest memories is "Oh." brought me to see the truth. Sentimentallity should be illegal, it's only a delicate, fragile spiderweb we use to keep us up, and when it shatters, we fall from one of the happiest states of mind we can hold into the deepest and darkest pits anyone could imagine. Dante didn't know about this particular type of torture when writing his
Inferno. Maybe it's for the best. That's all. ZoomZoom(:
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