Well, the mornings haven't changed. I'm eighteen now and everything seems different, i am seeing people for what they really are now. My mind was clouded by illusions before but i finally realized whats making the world spin.
Everyone in the planet has their own illusion of the world around them. for example lets pick out a random person from QA that we both know. The (insert screename of someone on QA here) that you know, is different from the (insert Screename of someone on QA here) that i know. We know different aspects of everyone in the world and with those aspects we build an illusion of the person we see. The me that i know is different from the me that you know; vice wersa.
Humanity has to hide in illusions. Well lately i have been seeing through the illusions i set up when i was younger and i realize that everyone i see around me is a total dickhead. They all attract attention to themselves so that they can recieve sympathy to feel better about themselves. It appears humanity as a whole is doing this, and happiness has completely vanished. I am stuck in this mood of melencholy because i have realized this truth. I wonder if im not the only one. Maybe this is why people go insane. But we're not insane, we are the only sane ones left, everyone else is insane. its like a normal person in the group of weirdos; the weirdos are the normals ones and the normal guy is the outcast. I'm beginning to wonder if this feeling of love that i have is just an distraction from the real picture that no one here will ever love me because they are to busy trying to rob sympathy from others.
Thus every morning i wake up to bastards and have lost the hope of ever finding that myth of love. But then again i can be a bastard in someone else's world. I might just even be one of the bastards in your world. understand? :hmpf:
