"My butterfly’s vibes… love her,ignore her,love her,abhor her,these things I do are for her. There is no depth to your delusion of compassion. Her search for language and beliefs is because she knows its ok to hurt the feelings of those that are simple minded. She wouldn’t love me if she didn’t believe me. I was contacted by your John Miller. But I won’t go to America again,she’ll come to me. Nice try.”
I’m not the one to forget what this guy has done. Repercussions and outcomes aren’t the strength of the young ones. Our paths will unite again, and unresolved conflict will become.
So romantic, and yet so desperate. I’m so glad I’m not a parent.
The amount of information we dis-confirm to justify what we hold dear in our automatic processes is something that no one should expect to overcome. We’re rebellious as kids because its innate to test the waters, and we’re rebellious as adults with our personally held automatic beliefs. At some point, that can all crumble away, but only when things aren’t going well, and we’re broken down. We can either break everyone down… or just learn to accept people for what they are, quit fighting, and move on.
So many desperate people out there. Happiness is the way. Intellectualism is the path. Jesus is love. My one and only is the only one for me. They’re all one in the same. The greatest enemy is the one that hides in the worst place. Their greatest enemy is in themselves. It’s fooling themselves. They think they know; they’re sure they know, but they never know how to listen, until its too late. When its too late, the memories they’ve made are already with the wrong people. The memories they’ve made are useless…
It’s amazing how the internet has changed our social lives. You probably never even think about it. Growing up, before the internet, was easy. Life in general was easy. But we are a social people, and change the social dynamic of the world, and you change the world.
For some reason I always wanted to be different; unique. I didn’t dress like everyone else, or even like all the same things as others. I tend to be attracted to people that have those same characteristics. But I’ve noticed that people like me, which I guess they now call hipsters, have a whole plethora of things to go through on social media sites like this one, in which they have to see thousands upon thousands of pictures, quotes, and videos, in order to know what they don’t want to be like. It seems like its the people that say they don’t care about what others think about them, that care the most how they are perceived. To me, its the worse thing that we can do to ourselves. We’re completely fooling ourselves, just to have something that we can call our idea, or our saying, or our favorite style.
When I was growing out of my late teens/early 20’s, I realized what I was leaving behind.. a child, who thought that he was always right, and others didn’t know best; who thought that every cool phrase he said was his original, and every idea his own. But there’s 7 billion freaking people in this world. We all have similarities, there’s always differences. There’s always someone thinking exactly like you. TUMBLR is just causing some people to extend that adolescent egocentric personality for far too long, helping it to become a neurally complex ball of complicated selfishness. The easiest person to fool is yourself.