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there is only death in life, and in death comes life. changing the subject just a little bit. people looked to the sky, "this is where god is." man said. the sky continued its life, not caring. for too long a time, i didnt even know why my parents divorced. "mom...can i move to texas?" "thomas how many times do i have to say NO." "but mommy, why?" "thomas i dont think i have to explaine myself to you." "mom...why did you and dad get divorced?" "ive told you this before. go to your room." i watched donnie darko. i think im secure enough with myself to say it made me cry. im afraid that none of this is real, at least not some of it. im afraid im schizophrenic and ill never really know it. i guess im afraid of things that i know i will never be able to prove. god, if you exist, speak up. none of that message shit. who are you? do you have desires? do you have fears? christ was a word before it was a name. i like working my ass off until i sit down, then i feel so exausted i mistake it for a feeling of perfection, completeness. maybe tomorrow the sun will rise from the west. sorry about the strange update, i just watched d.d. and it just brings a certain part of me out. why did i just apollogise?