...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
"I could fall in love with you..." ~ Jen Chapin ~ promises... am I ready to believe in another promise again?... will the betrayal and lies of past promisers invade and undermine any promise given today?... am I ready?... is asking these questions a sign of being ready or a sign of not being ready?... could go either way with the answer there... still, my heart beats no matter what words flow, no matter what answers come or don't come, no matter what... until this body dies... and am I ready to die? well, I am behind on my journals and I'd kinda like to be up to date so only a few very current things are left unfinished when I am no longer here to finish them so maybe it'll appear as though this life was somehow a whole idea instead of a zillion scattered pages without cohesive reasoning, desire, or conceptualization... being a being who chooses to live a life focused on one primary concept, these web world rambles and all I do will hopefully accurately reflect this... so it may appear as it is, so to speak... so all I leave behind may appear to reflect my success in becoming all I seek to be so that perhaps I did succeed after all that would mean my happiness is not contrived put on or fooling myself and that would be nice
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