Thursday, May 21, 2009

Woebegotten Whores

It seems like everyone around me is dissolving into a permanent state of depression, negativity, or self hate. Some have excellent reasons, and I don't really blame them, but a lot want to pull me down with them. It's just been really hard to sympathize and help them when their not really trying to fix anything, or even trying to overcome their emotions.

I mean there are numerous people who handle their shit with poise and are trying whatever the fuck they can to escape or improve their situation. These are the people who I want care about and who I understand.

And then there are the others. I know I don't understand love or the process of relationships, but when is okay or healthy to not be able to exist beyond your relationship? How can one become so dependent on some else that they can't function or even feel positive emotions without that other person or in regards to that other person giving affection to someone else? If that is what love is, I really don't want to fall into the quagmire of emotions. (Though I think I would have trouble falling like that anyway)

I just want people to be happy. I am a happy person, I'm sorry, I just can't be fucking negative really that much. I never have been that way.

I guess I am just the yang to their yin...

At least I have dance music.

Chanson de Jour: Hide And Seek by Imogen Heap (Tiesto's In Search of Sunrise Remix)

Personne de Jour: Chloe Wandler for her generous donation to my addiction...

Show de Jour: Family Guy




2 comments:

  1. you say the f-word in this post, and i was very shocked haha.

    ps---you were in my dreams the other night. not in a sexual way, obvi. but we went to this private boarding school...a few other people were there too, like julia, jamika, and brittany...and then this plague broke out, and people were turning into zombies...and i was able to fly...so i was flying people out of there to save them...and you got bit, but i saved you anyway.
    i don't know if i'd do the same in real life...no offense. if you were bitten...that means you'd be turning into a zombie. and i wouldn't want to hang out with a zombie haha
    i love flying dreams. i have them a lot, and they always feel so real. i wish i could fly. fun fact! hope all is well!

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