'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda
Friday, September 12, 2008
our hell
Our hell is here on earth for the things we put each other through is unbelievable and to us not consider awful. We are each others torturer for do all the things possible that we can think of to hurt each other. Imagine you were in a room burning eternally meaning never ending. Jean-Paul Sartre opens a new door of thinking to how he thinks hell is. Our hell is here on earth. Crying, Sick, Diseases, and many other things get people tired of how life is. The percentage of suicide rates go up each year. OUr hell is here but when we die another hell awaits you it have fire burning for eternity.
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