throwing fists in the air. what have you learned? what do you know about life and its meaning? deny your existance. go deny having a purpose. there's no insight to gain about anyone else but yourself. your present state has left you confused. well ill spare you the self-examination. here's my diagnosis. you need to see the sunlight and you need to see the beauty that you are determined to prove does not exist. i'll let you in on another secret. the beauty is there whether you want it to be or not. shunning it into the back of your mind only brights light to your insecurities. the world will learn your secret soon enough beause i saw it in your eyes and its only a matter of time before your transparencies become so vivid youre practically colorless. you could scream at me until i bleed from every porous inch of my skin and ill never stop believing. you're as compassionate as they come.