I am who I am. I don't believe in change. People all around me are willing to twist and shape themselves into so many different moulds. To hell with them.
I am confused. I am unsure about life and love. One moment I am dead certain of one thing. The next moment I am dead certain of the exact opposite. I remain unsure. Especially about life and love.
People who have hurt me by their actions and continue to do so are to be avoided, never forgiven. To forgive means to later run the risk of forgetting. And to forget means to expose oneself to the same danger again, which is foolish.
People who have given me a reason to live are to be remembered, cherished, and held on to. But are there really any such people...?
The past and the future are one in the present. Life is always the same beneath the apparent changes on the surface of it. Difficult, easy; enjoyable, detestable...
Confusing.
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