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Is peace so truly intangible that I can never hold on to it for long? I don't know. I'm told I am my own worst enemy. I know I've hurt myself far worse than anyone else ever could. Why can't I just be happy? Or, better put, why am I only happy when I'm by myself? And I mean truly happy. I've been told before that I am incapable of love. I want to believe that's not true... but all evidence points in the opposite direction of my wishes. I try not to see ppl as mere toys or chess pieces, I really do. But not all of us are wired the same way. How is it that I can do cruel, cold-hearted things and not lose a wink of sleep over it? I try and warn ppl that I'm selfish, but they never seem to listen. All they see is a warm smile and altruistic gestures. Either that, or they just want to sleep w/ me. These are the simple truths of my life. And life really isn't that bad. Well, for me anyway. How are you doing today?