On occasion, I've overheard various people trying to be funny - or, heaven forbid, deep - by posing the sophmoric philosophical question: "How do I know you're real?" I, for one, am willing to assume the existence of others, if only because it would completely destroy my ego to think that figments of my imagination have so little respect for me.
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I'm not bitter. I just wish people understood that, in the end, honesty hurts less than uncertainty.
I may have to make this my sig line. It certainly describes my mindset these day...
Yeah I need more money. Or cult-ish devotees.