Fuck relationships. What's the point? All you do is get dependent on someone else for happiness, direction, and the occasional boost of self-confidence. And then one day they get tired of the dependency. And they leave. And you just cry and cry and break yer little heart and get down on yourself because they left. Well get over it, already. If you can't deal with yourself, don't deal with someone else and force them to deal with you. Get a grip, girl, you're losing it.
But then being single doesn't mean you should just sleep with anybody who comes along. Or get attached to the first guy to give you goo-goo eyes or slap you on the ass. And if you do sleep with someone, for fuck's sake, don't get attached. That's just asking for trouble. When it comes down to it, nobody wants to get close to anybody. Everyone would rather remain in their separate worlds, alone. That's why people break up, or get divorced, or start secretive journals. They don't want anyone-not even their so called significant other-to know any of their true thoughts and feelings.
...Why not? Fear of being judged? Is it really that terrible to be judged? If you know yourself, and you are comfortable with yourself, then it shouldn't matter what other people think or say. You know who you are, where you've been, what you feel, what happens-only you can possibly know the REAL you-so if you're comfortable enough with someone to show them a little bit of yourself, might as well show them the real you. And if they can't handle it, they aren't for you. The point of this is.. be honest. I don't mean don't lie-I mean be honest. I mean be real about who you are. Figure it out on your own.
And for crying out loud, do not-DO NOT-get into a relationship because you both have the same interests in music and/or movies. That doesn't matter when you get into a serious relationship and you have to actually make conversation.
People come to me for relationship advice and I never know quite what to say, because honestly if it's bothering you to the point where you're talking to everyone about it, you should leave that person. Why stay with someone who changes who you are or gets you so down on yourself that you start questioning who you are? Be who you are. Learn from others, take nothing for granted. Life can be stolen from you in a matter of seconds. Live. Do what you want to do, make the best of the worst situations. Be close to those who love you for who you are. Life is more than settling down or getting fucked up. It's about being a good person, contributing what you can to the world, and living a good life. A good life meaning you are happy. You make good decisions and you appreciate what you have. Have a full and open heart for those you meet. They can change your life in an instant. Everyone you meet can teach you something in life. Everything happens for a reason. When the bad happens, you need to learn from that. Learn your lesson and move forward. Don't keep thinking about what you did. You know what you did to mess up, so figure out how to stop doing that, and stop. It's not that hard. Life is more than all of the superficial things you see people dealing with. Life is meant to be lived, so live. And damn anyone who judges you. You know who you are. You know what you're about.
A young man said to me last night, "I'm always the nerdy, uncool kid in the room...". I stared at him, and finally asked him why he would say such a thing. He replied, "Well... it's true. I'm not very cool, and I'm very nerdy."
What makes someone cool? Obviously you must like something. You must like some bands, video games, movies, foods, sights, something... you thing something you like is "cool", right? Then you must be "cool". If you like things you think are "cool", that makes you a "cool" person, right? "Cool" to someone, anyways. Someone else likes those things. If he only knew who he was. If he only knew how "cool" he really is. If he had taken the time to get to know who he was, instead of being heartbroken after years of being told that what he likes is not "cool" by someone else's standards... he would be a lot more stable.
Someone else said to me that I was pretty. While it is a nice compliment, how about ask me something? How about ask me some crazy weird question that I've never been asked before? Something that I would think NO ONE would care to know about? Be creative. Don't just throw some adjective at me that you've probably thrown to several women before. "Pretty". ...What does THAT even mean anymore? I don't even know how to classify someone as pretty.
But then most of everyone seems ugly to me lately. Ugly inside. All knotted up, looking for someone to help them untangle the knots so they can breathe. I don't feel like doing it, truth be told. I don't feel like helping people deal with their problems. Because half the time they don't listen anyways. They still make their own decisions by the end of the day, and that decision is never what they were advised? You see? You don't listen to someone when you should, but you listen to them when they put you down? Come on, girl, get a grip.
Life is what you make it.
Life is what you make it.
Tell me, what is your secret little quirk that you hope no one ever sees? Mine would be organization. I organize things oddly, and it's not often that I let someone around for it. ....It's just strange.