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Do you believe that scars exist to remind us of our mistakes and misfortunes? Do you think that they remain so we can see and feel them, giving us strength to overcome an obstacle, a testimonial to past trials?

Maybe not, maybe all this higher meaning stuff is bullshit after all. We have scars because the two inch wide gash in your arm got infected and took six months to heal.

The only meaning life will ever have is what we ourselves give it, and there enlies the beauty.

I'm supposed to be watching the World Cup, but I got an e-mail that got me thinking, but this is borrowed time, so suck my balls.