i always get this feeling that people are lying to me. even my parents. they've admitted it actually. things we tell people because its best for the situation, for yourself, and for themselves. life is such a political game. sincerity is relative to how we play.
i wonder why or how it has come to this. all this..to conceal that many of us are demons. the human race isn't a compassionate, generous congregation of beings harmlessly roaming the planet. we're all demons of destruction. killing, robbing, stealing, cheating, lying, polluting...in our own little devious ways... all under the guise of a charming handshake.
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