Change.
Lately things have been a lot different.
I finally got caught staying out all night, and am grounded until further notice.
I'll assume I'm off sometime during the week next week.
In the meantime, I've been talking to people that I never really knew existed, and have learned a couple of feelings I had that I didn't know I was capable of.
And in the midst of all that, I've done things I never thought I would have the courage to do.
As of right now I'm not really sure whether my open-ness is for the better or worse, but I'm hoping things work out the way I expected them to. Without leaving someone else hurt.
Chances are it will backfire.
For some reason I feel like the decisions I'm making are putting a lot of people's necks on the line. Of course if I step away and look at the situation, the only person I'm really effecting is me, but when I'm in this, up close and personal... I feel like I'm fucking up a lot of stuff for other people too.
I don't really care.
Part of coming to terms with...yourself, in general is being conceited.
I don't know about any of the rest of you, but at some point over the past 6 months I've "Figured myself out." And that's a relatively large accomplishment for someone struggling through their teenage years, but half of the struggle that comes with being a teenager is finding yourself.
My self never bothered to go anywhere.
And since I discovered that I was with me all along, I learned that I was pretty damn cool.
And I like me.
And if you don't,
you can choke.
Being conceited is nothing but loving yourself. The conceitedness most of us talk about, is usually just self-concious people trying to hide their self-conciousness, by appearing to OVERLY love themselves.
Giving the rest of us self absorbed dickheads, a bad name.
Dickheads...
In the end I hope all is well.
Mostly for me.
But alittle for you too I guess.
I finally got caught staying out all night, and am grounded until further notice.
I'll assume I'm off sometime during the week next week.
In the meantime, I've been talking to people that I never really knew existed, and have learned a couple of feelings I had that I didn't know I was capable of.
And in the midst of all that, I've done things I never thought I would have the courage to do.
As of right now I'm not really sure whether my open-ness is for the better or worse, but I'm hoping things work out the way I expected them to. Without leaving someone else hurt.
Chances are it will backfire.
For some reason I feel like the decisions I'm making are putting a lot of people's necks on the line. Of course if I step away and look at the situation, the only person I'm really effecting is me, but when I'm in this, up close and personal... I feel like I'm fucking up a lot of stuff for other people too.
I don't really care.
Part of coming to terms with...yourself, in general is being conceited.
I don't know about any of the rest of you, but at some point over the past 6 months I've "Figured myself out." And that's a relatively large accomplishment for someone struggling through their teenage years, but half of the struggle that comes with being a teenager is finding yourself.
My self never bothered to go anywhere.
And since I discovered that I was with me all along, I learned that I was pretty damn cool.
And I like me.
And if you don't,
you can choke.
Being conceited is nothing but loving yourself. The conceitedness most of us talk about, is usually just self-concious people trying to hide their self-conciousness, by appearing to OVERLY love themselves.
Giving the rest of us self absorbed dickheads, a bad name.
Dickheads...
In the end I hope all is well.
Mostly for me.
But alittle for you too I guess.