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One milli♥n what nots
is your secret safe tonight?

Mak Maii
Monday, June 8, 2009 @ 1:27 AM

Finding myself in the most unlikely situation, listening to a radio station, pondering over what it means to be a friend. That's what friends are for they say... what are friends for truly?

How many hurting souls are out there today? How many do we have the power to heal, to reach out and touch, and yet walk away so easily from. Who have u helped today? When was the last time you thanked those you are grateful for? The world would be a much happier place if we could all sit back for awhile, drop our work, unplug our ipods and listened to the people around us. 

It makes me sad when i find someone hurting like that. All the more when it is hidden behind a front stronger than the fortifications i've built around myself, making it one truly spectacularly crazy ass facade. The more i find out, the more i feel the pain seeping through my screen. 

But i know that the boy of ages past still believes that there is good. He really does. And so i will get him out, my little boy hiding under his covers... and show him that the world isn't that bad a place. Even if it means one tedious step at a time.


We can change this world one person at a time. For if each one of us tries, who can stop us? 

I pray you have happy dreams my sad boy. For tommorrow will be a better day. 


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