| Dec. 3rd, 2004 @ 07:41 pm (no subject) |
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Current Mood: sick of the world
Current Music: Letting Go Of Tonight--Underoath
You think you know me so well, don't you? You think I'm wierd, psycho, even crazy. But I'm not. Not at all. I'm only quiet because you hate me, with such a deepness and pureness that you would condemn me to hell if only you had the chance. I'm not stupid either. I only see the world in a different perspective than you do. I see a deeper, darker world. A world of hatred, lust, and pride. But your pride will get you nowhere, friend, and hatred is always only answered with hatred. And to lust, I have really nothing to say about that, except that it will ultimately result in your demise. But you won't listen. You will hear but not understand. You will continue to live your simple little life with your simple little thoughts. And I will remain as I always have, jealous. I'm jealous of your simplicity, your ability to see the good in the world. Your belief that things will get better even while the Son still sleeps "just for tonight", every night. And in the end we shall all perish. |
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