Okay, I know, I'm posting yet again within the same week. Get over it. This one's gonna be short anyway. Onto me....
I have grown completely tired and frustrated with life. No....not life. Life is good. It's the people in it that cause distaste in my mouth. The whole world has all but converted to a completely shiny plastic thing in the universe. It's so hard to find someone who is really who they claim to be, and the handful you can find are either ignorant, hateful, or just plain crazy. So finding that tiny little circle of people you can stand to be around and know are real is slowly becoming the most complex process on the planet--even surpassing mating rituals of wild animals.
The thought sickens me, though. To know that almost every person you think is your friend really only associates with you for benefit of some kind, and really doesn't give two shits about your answer to "How's life?"
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