
It's true that you never know what you're gonna get, but if life were simply an assortment of candy, how bitterly disappointed could you possibly be? Nice try, Forrest Gump, but no cigar. Pillowbook. Complete.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 17 - Words: 2,319 - Reviews: 51 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 09-19-10 - Published: 03-09-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2783614
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everything is an oxymoron and a contradiction.
thus i find it difficult to define anything - humanity, the world, life, myself.
how can i define, when truth isn't always true - not all the time, not everywhere, not in every way.
i am so confused.
and horrified.
i am endlessly fascinated.
but here's what i do know:
the planet spins & we breathe.
and until the planet doesn't spin,
or until i don't breathe, or both,
i am here for the ride.
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10:55, tuesday march nine, 2010
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