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" How is one to live a moral and compassionate existence when one is fully aware of the blood, the horror inherent in life, when one finds darkness not only in one's culture but within oneself? If there is a stage at which an individual life becomes truly adult, it must be when one grasps the irony in its unfolding and accepts responsibility for a life lived in the midst of such paradox. One must live in the middle of contradiction, because if all contradiction were eliminated at once life would collapse. There are simply no answers to some of the great pressing questions. You continue to live them out, making your life a worthy expression of leaning into the light. "

- Babbary Lopez

i shouldn't meddle. i shouldn't have meddled from the start.

actions speaks louder than words. so much louder. reality suck, face it.

it hurt me most. ridiculously hurt. when i was down, you kept telling me how not to give anyone any chances since they don't treasure you. i listened, well and hard. everytime i feel like taking the reverse path, your words will start ringing in my mind. now you're together with someone who didn't treasure you. how can you tell me that and not stick to it. i feel betrayed in a way.

love can't explain itself you'd say. you gave up new relases, twice. i can't understand, i don't want to understand. i've been told to stand by you, esp when you're back with him. i stand by my words. i won't accept him, no matter how much he's changed. i'm only prepared to assasinate him if anything happens, ever, again.

ivy, i'm sorry that you're stuck in between.






with marc, twice, i had the choice to or nt to go thru everything. it takes 2 hands to clap. my loves, i'm sorry. your short presence changed my life. you made me realise what real, real true love is all about and what life is all about. life is so short, it's all you have. treasure it. my regret is there for life. my whole life, i'll pay for it. i'm sorry.