I miss the days when Live Journal was the happening place to be. I mean myspace is cool and all but there's just something about the classic days of LJ.
I just read your post on my journal about pretending... I totally agree... Its like just because they see you fake a smile they truly believe you are happy but when you scream in their face that you are depressed or unhappy they put your voice on mute and drown you out... Everything is fucking pointless when it comes to the heart, life, and true happiness because the only time the truth matters is when its what they want to hear... Everyone is just too fucking weak to deal with reality and so they love that sugar coated escape... The fake smiles, smothered tears, and the forced monotone laughs... Thats all they really want... To hell with you if you seem sad... And be damned if you think that telling them how you feel will help because their problems are always more important and worse than yours... Someone you love could die but that doesnt mean shit when they have a hang nail...
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