halves.

i see now that all of us are going through the same thing, but few of us are open about it; whatever it may be. we bottle it up inside until we can't take anymore. well, obviously that's not good for anyone. but i'm learning that life is so much easier if you just say what you mean and mean what you say, because half truths are no better than lies. we cant expect people to read our minds. even though it'd be so much cooler if we could. but, wait. would it really? people would be getting into your thoughts without you even knowing it. they'd know your every move before you took a single step. creepy, no? someone knowing you inside and out. besides, that's what best friends are for. i've been taught that to have something halfway is harder than not having it at all. cause not having something at all gives us room to get something else instead. but having something halfway, well that's no fun. torture, really. cause you're working so hard just to get that other half and there's no guarantee you'll ever make it full. see, halves are no good. i mean, you could be someone's other half; their better half. if you leave them, they won't be whole. and half a person is completely and utterly unacceptable.