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You call it expectations, I call it potentials You call it motives, I call it agendas "Were humans after all" At least that's what you'll say and I'll say that "we're all the same" anyhow

 BAD AD BGOOD BAD AND GOOD  ABD AND GOOD I talk so much of the future the bad and good and the bad and the good I talk I atlk Talk I NEED TO SOLVE!!! Bad and good and fate and destiny and sadness and fuck yous Don't you know we are immortal? and that the fear of death is the defining feature of mortality. All is but a myth. Where can I find the answer????? Where is it?

 How do you take things as is? If the real is true, then how do you distinguish the bad from the real. 

Dear diary, It pains me to say this but I have been doing things that once again makes me an evil person.  There is this one person who I had a chance with, but I went through with a push and pull motion (so did this person). Now, I am just a memory shell he wants to keep, that heats him up every once in a while. He thinks I do not know that he is actively seeing somebody else, but I know. Though he did tell me but I swear that it's so much more than what he say it is. Ever since he met me, he redefined what a relationship is. He used to define all the things we do as more-than-friends things but now... he does not even think twice. I feel so off and tired and guilty for affecting this. I think I did. I don't think he has officiated the title girlfriend and boyfriend with her. Therefore, I could still be here, wondering, and waiting, just to feed on the crumbs of his sickly sweet words.  I feel uncomfortable. But the thing is, I intentionally want to keep him close. I pretend ...

   I want to know now of the ever The loneliness I'll feel at 50 The thrill at the top of the rollercoaster The corporate world, the house-making The babies, the husbands The friends, the parties, the loving I want to tell you it all has happened before What if I tell you I can see the end I know I am evil What if I tell you, those who know better Know what I feel and will tell me to not What if I tell you, those who know better Will advise and tell me, it's all fine and that I'll figure it out What if I tell you that, I will read this and look at myself, and regret it all What if I tell you that, the tips of my fingers pressing the keys are the most significant I can feel which is like nothing and that I question, all the things that are good the only answer I try to look for is what is it? That I want to be good That I want to be good But I do everything but And the psychologists could tell me the one two threes of reasons why I would believe for a second in comparison of...