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I sit here at night and ponder the meaning's of all of the suffering I have had to endure, but in the end i have come to same conclusion that i am mean to suffer. That i am never meant to be happy.



That none of my dreams are ever going to come true. That none of my trials where nothing more then a way to control what little happiness i still hold with in my sad, cold, and black heart.



With every breath i take i feel as if that happiness i still cling to is being poisoned. I wonder late at night if my life is truly worth the suffering i had to go through. The only thing that seems to keep me going is that there are people out there that are suffering more then i ever will in my life.



I just seem to feel as if i have reached my limit as if I can take no more.

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dabbler
22:46 Feb 06 2008

depression is anger without impression...happy ...fuk happy happy is the platter that the ducile will be served to stagnation on.to break the hold of entrophy one should shun the artificially preserved manufactered entanglements.

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