so why is it that i care. it's not as if it meant very much. by god i just let it all go and wasn't even worried about it. it wasn't so much the way i found out just the idea that i had to find out. i cant believe i will use this cliche line but you never know what you had until you've lost it. what have i done but created misery in not only mine but the other that no longer, In my opinion, cares what i think. it's strain that is. my time spent with this. it hurt at the being but soon enough it became apart of you. nothing like that could really take you out but why let it even come near it. i guess what I'm trying to say is don't care too much about the little details when in the grand scheme of these kinds of thing it is entirely pointless. now detail is made for perfection to occur but let not perfection occur then what detail is needed. so in this instance there is no need for detail because if perfection is what I'm looking for, it will never be fond. I'll find that puzzle piece that gets even a fraction close to fitting mine, but for now just enjoy the stuff that wont matter in ten years. so do i care if morals interfere absolutely not...
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