the dance of the ink riddled fingers

why we don’t believe truth

Posted in he said she said, thought spills by enisea on 10/06/2010

“I want the truth”
“But you can’t handle the truth”
“Shut up, hearing it from you isn’t assuring”
“Truth is truth, nomatter who speaks it. You speak of credibility…you want a perfect person to tell you the truth.”
“Do you know of anyone?”
“What to you makes a perfect person?”
“A human form who’s yet to screw up another person’s life.”
“There’s a manikin over there, go talk to it. You’re annoying.

…and that’s the truth.”

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  1. hubbie said, on 10/06/2010 at 8:41 AM

    ouchie

    • enisea said, on 12/06/2010 at 2:13 PM

      hub, i have this great photo of you and benji. I’ll put it up sometime soon. would hate to sound like a girl, but it’s real cute.


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