2004-07-22 @ 2:51 p.m.
We alll hide things. We all have secrets. So now, I sit here, actually taking the time to wonder what this existence, the universe, would be like, without lies. I don't see happy faces, ainbows or sunshine. I see pain and hatred with very little growth. With more truth, my life story would be so much more different that you wouldn't be able to recognize me at the end of it all. It would seem naked, exposed, unpleasant, but somehow, real. And, oh the irony, to be honest, if the truth found me like it does so many others, I wouldn't be the same person I am now. Is it a conspiracy? Is it a project? Is it an experiment? To each their own, it's the universe all the same, it's real.
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