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Entry #5 Have you ever looked at someone, or something, and remembered every memory that you've made? And then you look at the present and realize that those memories will never be relived? This is a startling revelation, but also quite sad. Like couples, for example. Once they break up (most of the time) they will never be together as one again. Their love shall never exist again. But you know as well as I know that there will always be those faint memories and the pangs of happiness when you revisit past times. But this confuses me. How can two people be so close and then be so far apart in just an instant? I am a living example of this

Entry #4 Is perfection a real thing? I mean, it is supposedly unattainable, so how would we ever know if it was real if not one individual is capable of attaining it? I wish that I was able to say that I was perfect, but I am so far from the definition of perfect that I can't quite see it anymore. I say anymore because at one point, I believe that I was as close as I had ever been. That was a nice time. I guess you could consider my attitude to be carefree; now, it is very concentrated and analytical. But at the same time, how do we know that we can't reach perfection? What if what I think is perfect is something that another person has a

 Entry #1 Giving yourself to someone else is risky. In every essence of the word, it is a very bad idea. I would know because, well, I have been there. You see, love is a bitch. An evil bitch. She tricks you into believing that she's real, but in reality she is just an illusion bent on destroying your life.  The worst part is that some of us are so desperate for love to be real that we will go to incredible lengths just to prove its existence; I know I did. However, as I traveled to prove that love was real, I never made it back. Whether you are a female or a male, the opposite gender never will have the same feelings for you unless some