I don't understand people. I don't understand how you can allow your rage to transform into violence, nonetheless violence that is taken out on another breathing and living organism. I don't understand why people do things. What does punching someone accomplish, really? How does it solve anything? How does it change the past? What good is a world ( Read more... )

p.s. you're an ass.

In looking at life I find myself utterly confused. I think a lot of it is my own insecurity. I'm so completely unsure about everything, well almost everything ( Read more... )

I wish that i could go back and fix myself, and i figure ill always wish that to some degree. I wish my parents really knew who i was, what has affected me, where I am. Most of the time everything is superficial, I want authenticity, validity...I want sincerity. Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it go. but sometimes you have ( Read more... )

Maybe i know what I want.

i feel so non-discript. Nothing really makes sense, but I feel like I'm starting anew, well, sort of. I wish i understood things better, that I had more closure, or that I didn't need so much closure. But I've come to a point where I'm just tired of waiting for answers, I'm tired of feeling so unsure. And so I am here, where here is I am not ( Read more... )

So many thoughts are running through my mind at the moment, its hard to place everything, but mysteriously i still have a smile on my face, which is good. I know what I want, now to get it.

Just looking over everything that I've written this past while, I realize how tired I am of being where I am. I'm just tired of being depressed all the time, and of being uncertain of myself and about life. Why do I always place so much on everyone else ( Read more... )

Life just feels so off right now. I hate feeling this way. I wish I wasnt full of so much anger inside. I want to be carefree. Instead, I feel, well, I dont know how I feel. I wish i could fall into a pleasant dream and stay there for a while, I hate waking up to this reality. I hate myself for who I am, because I feel like I could be better ( Read more... )

It's amazing how much you can learn, or rather see, in such a short time. The vail of my being naive has been lifted, I'm tired of believing everyone when all they're doing is feeding off my willingness to believe that they are telling the truth. That goes for everything, I'm really just over it. I'm tired of people insulting me to my face and ( Read more... )