Dear Katie,
I realized something today.
I'm tired
of being tired.
I've been hurting for so long,
that I'm numb.
I'm far, beyond gone.
They say everything is beautiful. Life, Love...
Well what about the hate and misery?
If That is beauty then what is ugly?
The truth is.. what? What is the truth? No one knows anymore.
Truth is beautiful without doubt...
But so are lies.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
A lie told often enough becomes the truth.
-Vladimir Lenin
What is truth?
-Pontius Point
Katie, I found your bracelet. The one you gave me before you left me. Its broken, like my heart..
~Aria
