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[rambleonjayner]

you know,
i really never cared too much about
the truth
infact, i rather had a passion for it's twisting
i thought it was pretty,
inside out
but
to put it simply,
it just seemed more fitting
than speaking words that cut
the corners of my mouth
it hurt
infact, every time i found myself speaking the truth
it was just another way
you'd see
that
i was a miserable excuse
for a life worth knowing
and still not exactly worth knowing
you know,
it is not as if i'm priding
myself on having been an immoral person,
it is
not as if i'm bragging
about a life of sin
infact, i'm just saying the way i have been weaving
hasn't been of the best quality
but patterns
have been
made
and it takes a lot more time to undo decieving
and it takes a fuck load of patience
and humility
to back track
to the beginning
and to relay all the groundwork set
than to keep on moving foward
with the spinning
creating some reality unreal

is this justification?
no i just want you to hear me.
because you've shown me something about the truth...