emilynoun
i find myself falling under intense conditions. i fall asleep only to be quickly awakened by the ridiculous of my days, as if the occurances of my daylight hours cannot be kept under the sun.
I don't really think I was wrong. To be honest, I don't even think it's about being wrong or being right. I think every single decision is simply just that, a decision, and whether it was "wrong" or "right" simply implies whether it has positive or negative consequences. So no, I'm not wrong. I'm just someone who made a decision, and we'll see where that goes, won't we?
i don't understand why anything ever has to be killed. we are all equal to each other, no matter our size, we are all life and what life was created to be. i contain no more life than a small bug or huge animal. life is not measured in blood, or muscle. life is measured in what we do and what we are, and how we prosper. we are all equals. every living thing.
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