I fear my words are too small to describe stupidity in all its timelessness. And I wonder how better could have my thoughts been expressed then when stupidity can't hold her horrors tight and just speaks for itself.
When you walk out of darkness, open a door convinced to be blinded by the true flaming light of a better reality; and see the nothingness of a content blank. It is then that you are hopeless, then thoughts are gone and roughly, your wobbly heart strikes an even more deeply dark reality; that you know regretedly always in you'll be.
You listen child. ignore big words of meaning and thruth; forget of finding truth wehter it be love or cheap-movie quoted philosophy, for your innocence will be drowned in an uncessairily humain reality.
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