12:45 a.m. - 2005-02-22
Well, isn't this a depressing hour.
People are the root of all evil. We create the bad and make it worse.
You want to know what's the worst part about us? The lies we tell. The lies that we whisper to ourselves when we're in bed at night, tucked under the covers and whispering that everything will work out the way it needs to and everything will be wonderful.
Our lies could kill an army with the determination that winds around them, but as long as we can breath easy and sleep, who can tell what it is that is the right thing to do?
Some people are living, but they don't know why and some people have the best intentions for a life that is hardly theirs. Let go, I should tell them. Do only what you know will be good enough to keep you going.
Don't let this bring you down, because you can make it through. If you're looking for something familiar, take the bus to another town because everything here has been painted red with blood of those we once called friends. Nothing seems familiar anymore.
Sweet dreams and listen for battle cries.
