Entry #789- Just driving away, leaving it all behind
I am tired. And delirious.
My life is insanity personified. I wish I could write about the things I feel in here. I hate how guarded I feel. I hate how fake I'm being. I'm too nice to be real. Is that what niceness really is? Fake. Are all nice people fake? Not all fake people are nice. In fact, everyone says that they hate fake people. What if the real issue is that the people we think are fake are the only ones that actually give us a small sample of their true self every now and then, giving us enough to know that they aren't always real? What if the truly fake people are the ones who are so fake that we have no way to tell if they really are fake, so we just assume that they're real?
Nothing is as it seems. People pretend to be happy in situations that upset them. Any person who has lived any significant amount of time in their life will tell you that it is just the way people deal with things. We are fake because we are too afraid to let the world see how our lives really are. Being honestly yourself with while the whole world is watching is the hardest thing for anyone to do. We laugh when we want to cry. We giggle when we're nervous. We grin and bear it when we want to punch someone. We euphemise it as ethics and etiquette.
Humans are so twisted, upside down, and backwards. Say what you mean, mean what you say. It doesn't happen.
Manda
My life is insanity personified. I wish I could write about the things I feel in here. I hate how guarded I feel. I hate how fake I'm being. I'm too nice to be real. Is that what niceness really is? Fake. Are all nice people fake? Not all fake people are nice. In fact, everyone says that they hate fake people. What if the real issue is that the people we think are fake are the only ones that actually give us a small sample of their true self every now and then, giving us enough to know that they aren't always real? What if the truly fake people are the ones who are so fake that we have no way to tell if they really are fake, so we just assume that they're real?
Nothing is as it seems. People pretend to be happy in situations that upset them. Any person who has lived any significant amount of time in their life will tell you that it is just the way people deal with things. We are fake because we are too afraid to let the world see how our lives really are. Being honestly yourself with while the whole world is watching is the hardest thing for anyone to do. We laugh when we want to cry. We giggle when we're nervous. We grin and bear it when we want to punch someone. We euphemise it as ethics and etiquette.
Humans are so twisted, upside down, and backwards. Say what you mean, mean what you say. It doesn't happen.
Manda