truth

i have just figured something out:
nothing is true.
there is nothing that you can say or think or do that is without flaws.
no one lives their life the way they wanted to- no one lives their life perfectly.
we all make mistakes. people always tell that to you, but really think about it. think about who you are and why you are and how its such good luck that you're a person and you're still alive and you have access to a computer. you could just as easily be a starving african mother with AIDS, or a jar of peanut butter. wouldn't that suck?
rethink everything. then you will see that nothing makes sense.

(ps: no offense to starving african mothers with AIDS. didnt mean that in a durogatory way.)