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my birthday is fractal day, and even though i hate this city, some of the folks here are really lovely people. most of them are similar to me in that they had a fucked childhood and grew up selfish, fucking people over, even unintentionally, just to spoil themselves because they went without for so long.
then they learned empathy from sometimes a single act of kindness and felt hope, pursuing emulation of their heroes.
i think kindness is a super power, a choice of strength that is usually overlooked or abused, despite the endurance required to maintain it in a world that can spit in your face and laugh with friends about it.
some people can't even help their disgrace-- not everyone is born genetically capable of love and respect. and i've met people go as far as to condemn a perishing child's soul to support their faith in karma (karma is santa claus for adults). and there are sins inherited through trauma.
the insane are not always incompetent either. and not all addicts turn bad when they're fucked up. and not everyone successful was born with a silver spoon in their mouth.
i'm a day away from 33 and i feel like i just started to become a real person. i recognize if my buddies said the same, i'd tell them "at least you made it there".
i'm stoned and kinda paranoid and my life has taught me to keep quiet and hide.
and i miss my friends...
....fuck
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