So
I really miss having a journal now. I needa stop being so lazy and go get one. Not just any will do though. Tomorrow, I will find you.
It's wild how minds can hide things from themselves and convince themselves of falsehoods... I just don't think I could do it. I can't imagine what that would be like. I'm one person all the time and I am all too aware of my crimes.
Hah, am I? I think I'm so goddamn innocent, but I have sinned, and there was nothing religious about it. Once I transcend all of it, and take a good hard look at my whole life, it's apparent that I'm a walking contradiction.
Things in the world either are or they aren't. They are either blue or not blue. They either have the property of being round or they don't. But people aren't like things in this sense: people are and they aren't. People are good and evil. A person can be dumb and smart. I am right and I am wrong.
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