Aug 03, 2004 03:20
It was brought to my attention that there are people out there who read my journal and now feel they know me better than i know myself. Willing to pick out my flaws as a person but dont have the back bone to talk to me about it. And thats fine. I'll let these people hide in cyberspace. I will let them live there shallow narrow lives.
See the ultimate test is when you look at a guy in combat and still have the nerve to shoot him. But these people have no backbone becuase i've never even said hi to them once. They have never tried talking to me to get to know me before passing judgement on me. When i found out it made me mad that people die in this would to give these people the right to do so. But then i though that there is nothing i can do about this. That those who did die and those who fought for this country true are the free ones and those who have nothing better in live than to pick out everyone else flaws and lives nice and cozy in this great country of ours arent truely free for freedom isnt free it's paid ever day in blood. I hope these people realize they can pick at everyone in the universe but until they face the true problem (themselves) they will live a sad pathetic existance.
I will no longer be writing in this journal. I will start another one to keep those from reading it.