11.7.09

love is a very strange word, sometimes i wonder what does it mean.
no one knows, i think.
if we think hard we don't know the meaning of many things, and everything we know is because of what we believe. so those who say that they don't believe in anything at all are lying, every human believes in something, because if they didn't then they would be dead.
everything we say, everything we think and do only happens because of faith (and by the way it is a very strange word too). or maybe this is all wrong and it is only me who thinks like this.
i don't know.
tonight someone told me that i have very odd thoughts but i don't think so, i think that you are all bizarre, not me.
i feel lost everytime, and the people who have the ability to find me are the people that i believe.

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