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12/10/09

How can it be right to believe something that is untrue, even if it makes you happy? It's not… but who am I to say that it is untrue. Fact says it is untrue. Life says it is untrue. All signs lead to its falsity. It's not right. It's so aggravating. But I still feel empty and I'm sure lies would fill my holes.. but I don't want lie-filled holes. I don't want bandaids; I want skin.