May 14, 2009 21:29
Whenever a girl says that she feels ugly, I wish that every other girl in the room wouldn't rush over and tell her the opposite.
Because it really doesn't change anything.
You can tell her that she's beautiful all you want, but until she makes herself believe it, nothing you say will come close to changing her mind.
It's just the way it is.
Life...is...really hard when you've become dispassionate about it.
I do a lot of watching, a lot of listening, but not a lot of talking.
A lot of people think I'm sad when they see me sitting around, taking everything in, and I wouldn't say that I'm sad.
I just don't have anything worthwhile to say.
Not like I can ever find the right opportunity to speak, anyway.
The people I spend all of my time with are loud, outspoken, spit-fire story-telling type of people.
I can be that way sometimes...but these people are, all the time. It's intimidating, and I find it a lot easier to just not even try to speak.
But apparently I look sad when I listen...so. I guess I'll try not to look as sad.
I need to get over this guilt about talking deeply about myself...
You know it's a problem when YOU write about YOURSELF in YOUR Livejournal that nobody reads, and you still feel like you're wasting somebody's time.
Haha.