Posts tagged people.
awesome!
SO annoyed right now. How people talk and furtively dodge what they mean to say makes me question that anything people tell me is even real. Everyone is just acting, looking out for only their best interests and can’t ever just be sincere. Where have all the good people gone? I may be in one of those harder of times, but all I’m gonna do is be better than it all and it’ll work out, I’m sure.
A month in a half, and I’ll be a 5th Avenue girl with my darling new friends. I’m not the type who should feel this way, I wasn’t meant to be this kind of person. I need to get out and feel change.. Perhaps I’ll meet good company who won’t feel like such a different life form.
I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love’s not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time.
Sylvia Plath (The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)People watchin' - TIMES SQUARE CAM ›
today, i looked at a person and realized i really didn’t give a FUCK what they had to say.
Then I realized how I probably feel that way for a lot of people without noticing it. They’re just so tedious and I could mute them for a week or so and I wouldn’t miss a single thing, nothing meaningful or interesting would come out of their mouths. I then ALSO hoped that I’d never be so terribly boring that somebody would feel that way about me.
Nobody is who they make themselves out to be, they only know how to act the part. People trick themselves into embodying a concept so it’ll lead to repetition, in hopes that they can be the sad unrealistic ideal they’ve aspired to be.
(Day 29 - In this past month, what have you learned)
shoes that cut and eyes that burn, like cigarettes
I have my ideal future planned out for the most part, I know what I like and what I loathe, and I can depend on myself. However, I have no idea what the fuck goes on inside my own brain. It occured to me today that I get along so well with people who have it all together, I admire it. By this I mean that they fit their little idealist mold, being so sure of themselves, their concepts, a lock on their state of mind, and depth flowing out of their ears. But I’d much rather venture off with somebody, who, like me, still needs to figure all that bullshit out.
We are all selfish people, there is no such thing as a selfless act. Everything we do is to benefit ourselves and often we are too caught up in our actions that we forget how others would feel. We become oblivious enough to discard the hurt we may inflict on others. and we never even think to see how we would feel in their shoes, in their position. Selfish people we are, and we wont change.
Funny, I feel like I talk of this concept often. Our wasteful generation, heartless and only going upon one’s own best interests. But it’s different reading these words from someone else; in all this world of hurt, there’s still gotta be hope.
I find it so funny
that those kids who ask too many questions and listen to real music are always the ones I could probably relate to best, but they annoy the shit out of me.
don’t you know i’m not your ghost anymore
I’ve realized that a person doing one specific thing can change my whole aspect of them. Curses! Don’t know if I’ve mentioned before, but it becomes clearer and clearer every time it happens. It’s quite lousy, I can’t help it, and it’s making daily conversations quite hard.
The fact that all of my friends and coworkers are dissapearing for college is becoming quite apparent to me, which just further reminds me that I’m now a senior, meaning I’m being pressured to start the college applications I am so, so terrified about. My college is my ticket out of this place, and believe me, I’m ready now. The chance of being rejected from the one opportunity I’ve been counting on all these years is the worst thing that could ever happen to me, and I’m just not ready to go through the agony of waiting just quite yet yet. I gotta get my SAT’s up and stop procrastinating, and hopefully my final plan won’t go down in flames.
