Needless to say, there is nothing wrong with being who you are. I'm crazy, and I hide that sometimes, sometimes I cant hide it and it just comes out. All my friends would understand this. It's funny to know that I speak my heart in front of my friends, under a false username, when they all know it's me. Yet for some odd reason, it still comforts me to know that I'm not me. Being hidden under a facade that everyone can see through, I feel like a little kid, hiding behind the obviously see through curtain in hide and seek.
I'm never really sad or upset, I just always feel indifferent. If someone upsets me, nothing really happens, I don't feel anything.
That's what I wish people would think, and that's mostly what I've convinced most people to think. But yet, it's all fake, when people make fun of me or say something rude, I find myself in a corner, depressed, and feeling like nothing. It doesn't have to be much to set it off, but honestly, I can go into the worst of depression, from a joke. An obvious joke, and that's one thing I hate. It's not that I can't take a joke, it's that I begin to believe that even though they are joking, they may also be right, or I might just not have thought about it the way they stated it.
I sit here awake, the best time to write, when you are full of emotion and full of creativity, is when you're tired. you say things that happen to be true but you may not want people to hear or know. I've made many mistakes saying things while tired, and that's why I'm here. People need to hear what I don't want people to hear. I need to tell people the things that no one wants to know about me. I need to speak to those who wont listen because I'm not cared about by them, yet they read this. less or more, they must care a little bit. I'm finding it very easy to type on a keyboard instead of a phone. I don't know what a respectable word count is for a story like this, but I think I've gone a good distance.
To those who care, and who those who need, those beautiful in nature and society, goodnight.
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RandomNature, and anything of any sort of beauty. Anything of worth and of value, anything that serves a purpose in society. What kills, and what can be killed. What are your demons? What do you need to survive, and what needs you to survive. Ask yourself...
