I have not written anything in a long time. Writing is still a tremendous hobby of mine and I appreciate the art of a well-written sentence, but it seems that recently I have begun to think and feel differently. My brain suddenly seems unclouded. It might be a good thing, but a brain should not necessarily feel cloudless. It has been remarked that ( Read more... )

So tonight was one of those nights were I felt very incapable. Of anything. It has begun to become the norm, but it isn't normally as advanced as tonight. I can normally deal with people pretty well. At least the people I care about. I need something to stimulate my imagination again. Everything is what it it to me, and I do not daydream. I don't ( Read more... )

My struggle with humanity does truly come from the fact that humanity cannot be saved. Not because they are physically incapable, but because it is human nature to be a human being. Humans are stubborn. My curse is that I am intelligent enough to see that losing the shell we define as humanity takes us to the next level. Life is beautiful because ( Read more... )

I am on the verge of something new. A new kind of paranoid passion runs through my veins. I am starting to feel myself drift into a phase that I have no comparison for. It feels a lot more developed. I feel like I am getting closer and closer to actually living. I am learning the way. It is terrifying though because I don't know where it leads ( Read more... )

The first time I learned that you have to be yourself.

The second time I learned that even being yourself isn't being enough if you just dont click.

This time I am not sure what I am gonna learn. But I am looking forward to it. Probably something about timing though, if I had to guess. And how it rarely works in your favor.

I am tired of people not accepting me for who I am. I am read as an offensive, needy, incompetent asshole. And I am not. I am not given enough credit. I am assumed to be worse than I am by most people. People who assume I am less human than them. I express myself differently and because of that it must be offensive or stupid or wrong. Most of my ( Read more... )

I feel like I have slid into a place that is not the me I have grown accustomed to. It is ironic that the places I wanted to be during the school year are very far from the places I would like to be during this summer. I guess you could call me a loner ( Read more... )

Well the degree of interesting definitely has not changed since the weekend, in fact it may have stepped up a bit. Clauses of things I could say, and paragraphs of things I wont, but life is definitely very very interesting ( Read more... )

This weekend has probably been one of the most interesting and most pivotal ones of my life. Definitely one of the most changing out of this whole year at college ( Read more... )

I refuse to take one more step down the path of inadequacies and insecurities. You no longer interest me. I have learned my lesson and I am no longer shunned. Goodbyes are not my thing, because I would rather forget. My interest is simply a habit, and you have forced it to break. I no longer want to hurt you, I simply do not care ( Read more... )