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Sunday, February 15, 2009

Perfection Is Our Heart's Greatest Illusion

It's a mirror just waiting to shatter. It occurs for the shortest amounts of time just so it can break you into a million pieces when your castle walls finally cave in. Emotional pain subdues physical pain any day. With physical pain you heal in time, and even though they say "time heals all wounds," the emotional pain never really leaves you. Who are 'they' anyways? Their unmistaken philosophy could not be any more wrong. What are you suppose to do when it feels as though the world you know is becoming the world you knew and crumbling beneath you? Are you suppose to prepare for the fall? No. No amount of preparation could ever prepare you for the fall that is about to come. We live, we love, and we break. How do we fix ourselves though? Hopeless abandonment is its own bitter-sweet symphony, but I'm not going to write you a symphony my dear friend - in the end, you'll write one all on your own. So go ahead and put on your light show baby, because it'll only last for a night.

Everything looks perfect from far away, don't fool yourself into thinking you're anything special.

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