Honesty is for the weak (Sarcasm is a virtue):

It is not so difficult (sadly I've come to discover), to embrace darkness -- it has been prescribed to those individuals who dare to harm me. In the end, they lack remorse. It is only I who can take blame for such ignorant thoughts. Ramblings are for the beautiful, precision is for the wise -- segregation can exist in any form possible.

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