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[decretum]

There exists a feeling within me, I don't know quite how to describe it

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[turpentineskies]

I've never understood the whole "self correction" thing that people do...why do people spend their entire lives trying to attain perfection? What good is it? It's not like it matters after a few years, when we're all making the little flowers grow...no one remembers you if you're perfect. They remember you if you were an angry old bastard. =/

While we're on the subject, why is love worthwhile? Why do humans think it's necessary, and why do you feel so empty without it?

I have too many fucking questions. You made me think. Meep.

[_puerile]

love makes people happy. but some people don't need or want it to be happy.

[decretum]

The weak sit by idle. Regardless of how I am remembered by others, I will have lifed a full life knowing that I have spent that life improving myself and standing for strength and quality over weakness and mediocrity.

[_puerile]

=/ don't be sad. *kisses* I love youuu.

[decretum]

I love you too!