Dec 19, 2004 00:33
i know nothing of what i want.
i sit and stand in a world in which plans must be made, but not necessarily to be followed.
what the fuck is the point of planning then? if i am going to put forth any effort, why the hell can't it go my way?
i do not expect glory or honor in any gigantic form but i do want what i'v been waiting for. this of course, would all be much easier should i ever uncover what that is.
i constantly think that i, no matter how much i avoid my own stare, am one of those who is using you all.
i understand that we need people to grow, but who says i need to step on everyone to do it.
i'v been noticing plans and plots against me. i have found that there is a great need to slap the fucking sense in to people a whole lot more lately and most disapointing of all, there are lies where i sleep.
there is nothing morally wrong with me. so be it that i sound arrogant and conceded, but there is not, i am sure. And that is not to say that anyone else is morally wrong either, but i sometimes feel like i am living too closely with new enemies appearing daily. Too close too my demons.