Growing up I had the urge to just meet people. People were always fascinating. The way they react to things, the way they lie, the way they think other people don’t think they’re lying. It’s amazing.
When you find yourself sitting in coffee shop, after coffee shop you tend to run into those rare people who… aren’t idiots. You meet these people at the park, at stores, at coffee shops. No matter how common the place, the most uncommon people tend to be there. The difficult part is deciphering when to appear and when to disperse.
The people who grew up in the harshest environments were forced to grow up at a more rapid pace than those who are sheltered their entire life. The tasks laid out for them are completely different than the usual, “bad grades equals no phone” problems a sheltered teenager deals with. You will learn after time that the people who seem to fit the title of weird or abnormal are the people that you want to know. You will learn how interesting the weirdest people are.
Our generation is a very competitive one. The people who I speak about will most likely not survive in this corporate environment. The people who I speak about will be looked up as failures and will be given the worst titles without them knowing it. The judgment that will be passed onto them will be the clothes they’re wearing and the place they are, not based on their intellectual abilities.
We were raised to be the best we could be. Then, after years and years, many switch that to being the best society wants them to be. The few, the people I speak about, knowledge themselves and live a life of individual pleasure. The consequence is never being approached by the opposite end of the rope.
Sometimes, you think you’re looking at other people as weird, but people are looking at you as that.
Whether it be past relationships, problems, habits, anything. Some people need to realize that it’s called the past for a reason and it won’t help your life become any better by bringing it into your present. What doesn’t get left behind will eventually kill you.
We all want to know things whether it be gossip, rumors, information that may benefit us or good/bad news. Most of the time we agree to let someone let us in on something we might wanna hear but it turns out to be something we least expected. To the friends that just want the best for you, “Don’t shoot the messenger” You can dwell on it, pass it on, hate them or move on with your life because knowing that bit of information won’t affect your life.
It’s 1 am, and I honestly don’t know why I’m still up. I have random moments where I think about something that has to do with nothing. Kind of like outbursts of thoughts that just come to me and having the need to type it out. This is one of them.
I notice how my mood is easily altered by small things. Small things such as changing my toothbrush, getting to drive for at least 2 hours, using a new shampoo, finding something on sale even if I’m not buying it, buying toothpaste? Yea, that happened ONCE and only because it’s helping your teeth and a nice smile always makes a nice day. I get excited about weird things but at least I’m happy.
Like I said, small simple things. Problems will go away if you really want them too. We get upset faster than we do happy so go with whatever makes you more cheerful.
I’m just trying to do my best to make everyone happy but someone always has to get their feelings hurt or disappointed. I really wished family wasn’t an issue for me because they’re supposed to be the base in my life. I can barely bring up missing my family without my mom telling me to go live with them -______-
I need new influences and it would be nice to interact with family I never see. Don’t make me choose sides because of your past, this isn’t middle school shit.
A man fell in love with a woman for 17 years but they’re both married. There were no cheating or affairs but he secretly loved her and she had no clue. He waited for her to divorce her husband and when she finally did he had hope. But she soon dated another guy for 7 years and he still continued to wait. 24 years later they’re married now and together for 3 years.
Ain’t that something. True love I’d say. To think I met these people 2 weeks ago and didn’t even know.
He looks at his clueless son and can’t help but smile. But this smile is more of a guilty smile as he mutters “He’ll be good, he’ll be a good boy when I leave..”
Don’t say something you’ll regret. Fun is whenever but your son if forever. Two people who were once completely in love with each other to spend 8 years together. Now, they fucking hate each other. Picking fights with each other just to get on each other’s nerves. You loved each other enough to fucking make him, why can’t you love each other enough to fucking raise him?
I never understood how adults can preach to kids that we don’t know what love is, but it’s the adults who act like kids when love fails.
Have you ever been afraid of heights? Have you ever felt that feeling of adrenaline just rush through your body while looking down? You know that one small bad step and all your hopes, dreams, and aspirations will crush along with your body, right? The people around you look like ants and you; you are the king of the fucking planet.
People will do one of two things when it comes to feeling that rush. They will either, one; back away out of fear or two; use it to their advantage and enjoy that lovely feeling. Physiologists call that feeling “Fight or Flight”.