Why can’t you see? Can’t you see it? I know you feel it, I know you do. Look in my eyes and tell me I’m wrong. Tell me I’m dreaming. Tell me logic never fails. I know it does, throw it away. I’m not your logical choice. I will never be the logical choice. But your heart doesn’t speak in logic. It speaks in french as i do to you. Je suis content avec tu, Don’t break mon Coeur sil vous plait.
Yes by being on Tumblr, Facebook, and Pandora…I’m procrastinating from doing the first draft of my 4 page synthesis essay.. but the more assignments i do for English the more i realize about myself. So i guess i will thank you, Amanda Jenkins for being a hippie English teacher from Evergreen =]
You know what really angers me? people that think they are higher than others while acting like they’re not at all. People that tell others they are messed up, saying they’re messed up too don’t worry. But they really don’t think they’re messed up at all. They go on rants about how people rant. Can you say hypocritical? I can. I’m honest when i say I’m fucked up. I know i have issues, i know i get angry. I know i can be selfish and step on other people when it suits me. I will tell you I’m improving but at least i don’t try and act like I’m fixed. That bothers me so much. If you didn’t think that you were above people you wouldn’t go around spewing your advice off to them right? That’s my perspective at least. But I’m sure if anyone ever told them that they would deny every part and say “i know I’m messed up too, probably more than most”.
What i guess I’m trying to say is its fine if you have an opinion on something, but don’t act like you have the solution to everything and anything. Because you’re just as ugly as me.
This is wonderful, I love looking at my old stuff and feeling like it was a worth while thing to say. Woo!
So I’m in college, i have a job =] and I know someone that makes me truly happy. So tell me why I still let him get to me? Tell me why the fact that he doesn’t care about what is going on in my life bothers me so bad? How can someone who “loved” you be perfectly content in not talking to you ever again? I know i can’t. I’m not perfectly content with that. I do want to know how you’re doing, i do care. But maybe that’s what you meant when you said we’re two different people…I’m not selfish. I don’t lie, I told you the truth straight up; and instead of keeping the promise you made to me, that we would always be friends no matter what…you chose to hurt me again. To choose yourself just one more time. I can’t even imagine being that self centered. I’m sure as hell no perfect in any way, but i do the best i can. I try to improve everyday. As for you, you like it the way you are; you don’t mind being a selfish bastard and stepping on everyone around you. Good thing i believe in Karma. You were the bad karma i deserved, i don’t want to be around when you get yours.