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May 01, 2009 02:00

I'm very capable of being entirely happy. I love myself very genuinely, however I don't worship myself. I love myself like I love other people, and it's very easy to be let down. I know that I am a good person, and I know that I am competent and able-minded, but I make mistakes, so I still might fail. I don't see myself as more worthy than anyone, but only because most people are incredibly valuable.

I refuse to agree that life is innately boring and underwhelming, but I still really admire those who can see life as such and still keep going and keep finding things to be joyful about. I'm glad that I don't feel that way, because if I did I might not be able to endure it. It takes a much stronger person to see life as inherently difficult and mundane and still keep singing, than it does for someone to see the world as beautiful and abounding with pleasure.

Things aren't that bad.
They are never that bad.
Everything is fine forever.

I just really want so much happiness, and love, and freedom for everyone. Especially the people that I really love. It's so hard to express anything ever.

I didn't really want to write any of this. I wanted to write something completely different. But it was incomprehensible, so I wrote this instead because I had words for it.
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