Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength, move on.

Life will not break your heart. It'll crush it.

I definitely learned a lesson this time. I know that I can be broken. I am not as tough as I thought. I see it now. At this point, it's the only thing good that came out of all of this. I know myself better now and know what I have to do.

I am ready for whatever's coming. I expect nothing but to be let down or turned away. I am alone. Goddamn. The shit hurts sometimes, but I realize what I am, what I have become.

The material you work with is that which you will come to resemble. That which you work against will always work against you, including yourself.

It's funny how people think that they have "a right to life". Now isn't that the biggest load you ever heard? You don't have a right to shit your pants on Sunday. Let's take it back to the jungle. Where the fuck are your rights there? No layers in the jungle. Civilization has allowed the weak to survive. You can sit back and be an overweight, apathetic piece of shit, smoke your dope and still survive because you have a right to life.

While they flail about, you will remain calm in the knowledge that you possess strength from within.

Sometimes the truth hurts. And sometimes it feels real good.