stuff, things, thoughts.
the world, life, society.. everything just confuses me.. who decided that humans would be a social being living in communitites? who decided that you would always owe your parents and that family would be so important? why do humans want friendship, popularity, individuality.. why do we have to work.. why do we have to want to do something with our lives? why is there such thing as myspace? why do we need people for comfort, why can't we, alone, be enough to cheer ourselves up. why are people judged so fiercely, just making ourselves uncomfortable with who we are, self conscious and depressed, people are som competitive and jealous. why are some people better off than others? why do people die at young age, why is there so much tragedy in life? if everyone was 100% honest all of the time, if everyone really spoke their mind all of the time, if everything was put out on the table then we would really know each other, but we dont. if people heard a lot of my unspoken thoughts i dont think i'd have anyone. relationships- seriously what the hell is with the words i love you? how many people can you really feel so strongly about in your life? life moves on, changes, 2 years from now those words will be heard by someone else. words are so powerful, yet so meaningless. words are what gives us the ability to lie. trust- if anyone truly believes they can trust anyone 100%;really needs a head check. if anyone actually bothered to read this (thats not why i put it, i simply needed to vent) i don't want you to think i'm a really depressive person and don't do this whole stereotypical emo bullshit, thats not what this is about. people change, hard times hurt but whats the point when live moves on anyway? why should things hurt because the sad reality is that all your pain was worth nothing.