for 2 weeks now.

all 

i've done lately is watch movies.

Hellboy 2. Donnie Darko. Hancock. Shoot Em Up.

I, Robot. Constantine. The Mummy 3.  The Dark Knight.

movies take you away. they extract you for at least an hour or two.

take you to someone elses world. ones with a fight of good over evil.

a triumph. a battle. a love. something honest, and true. these things don't exist out of hollywood. past the doors of universal studios lays a world of filth, deceit, hatred, pain, and loss. only hardship is ones future. 

"well, you learn from the bad times, the sorrows of your life."

what would you honestly have learned in life, and about yourself, if you

had never been sad, hurt, felt pain, or anger towards another.

nothing, because it'd be perfect? i thinks that's a little overly utopian.

everyone would be mindless, and vulnerable. but connected,

 and attached.

so trusting and reliant on one another for everything. 

you'd believe anything that'd pass from anothers lips, 

truly believing they're being honest. because that's all that exists.

good, pure, hope, and love. i almost had to laugh there.

the bullshit you experience. the weight of another breaking your spirit,

ruining you and your soul. that defines you.

not how nice you are, or how much good you've done.

you're defined by what's left of you after the storm.

after the tornado has touch down, shredding and manipuluating and 

torturing your soil and earth. what's left is who you are.

i'd the rock, the boulder left behind. fractured, maybe dented, 

but as strong as ever.

fuck it.