Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Stranger

If someone treats you like a stranger does that mean they don't care about you?

I have issues with trust in a way. The longer I know someone the more I get to know them, and the less I trust them, but why? Shouldn't someone you know better be more trustworthy? I think it's because people feel that if you know them better, you will be more open to forgiveness. Do you really know how much you can trust a complete stranger? A lot more than you would think.

Can you love a stranger?

If you love someone but in time it got to a point where you could walk right past them without them so much as looking at you, almost like you were invisible; if they treated you like someone they never knew; never kissed; never loved; like a stranger, are you a stranger to them?

Why is it that when you're with someone it's called love, but when your not with them it's called obsession?

Is it your fault if you never forget about someone while they simply move on and ignore even the sight of you? If I am a stranger then can I reattain what I used to have? Have I become so unknown?

The truth is I am no stranger. I am not trustworthy. I am what must be avoided. I am the sickening thought that must be ignored. I am a demon. I am love, and I am dangerous.

Friday, March 24, 2006

pointless

Don't you just love how pointless life really is? I mean, who really cares? Do you have a goal, something to accomplish? Once you attain that goal does it really matter that much to you? If it does, do you have what it takes to hold onto it?

I really don't take life all that seriously, or... i didn't.
But isn't it really all just one big game? Do you not feel like one little pawn just trying to reach the end of the board? No matter how powerful you get, there will always be something over your head to keep you striving toward one objective; your king. Your job is to protect him, no matter what it is: money; a job; a loved one...

Once you lose it; once the world has called check-mate against you, and takes your king away, what point is left?

The game you played for years, perhaps even toward something you didn't see yet, or understand, it's over.

The useless empty shell of life you used to claim, destroyed.

Can you contiue playing without a king?

Saturday, March 18, 2006

It rained

Today it's raining; how cruel. Like I didn't need another thing to remind me of... her.

I don't want to say too much, because it might make things even worse than they already are. "Words can hurt more than daggers." But I am writing it, and this is my own personal little journal for everyone to read now isn't it. Or would that be just "all too convenient."If someone wishes to read my thoughts then I openly welcome them to. So why must I watch what I say here? These are my thoughts; memories; feelings. If she cared enough to come here and read it then would I be to blame for something she read?

My memories vividly show me everything I lost. Yes, I lost her.

Yes, I can say too much. I have crossed the line by expressing myself to no one, and everyone. If she reads this then perhaps she will think I'm just some obsessive little demon that she should have never associated herself with. Maybe she still has feelings for me, despite the many times she's turned me down from having her back; maybe she'll read this and finally feel safe enough to be with me again. Or maybe she just won't read this.

Now who is this she I keep mentioning? I could tell my sad little story once more, but what's the point. All you need to know is that she used to be mine. She used to love me, but over time that disappeared. I'm not completely sure why.

August 4th, my first date with her.

August 4th, the first time she kissed me. She kissed me, I didn't imagine that.

August 4th, it rained.

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Fortune Cookie Bullshit

"Wisdom is knowing which path to take; integrety is taking it."

Don't you just HATE that shit?

Even more don't you hate when it's right. "He who lies for you will lie against you." Of course actually thinking about these for more than a second is when people end up babbling philosophy and theory. "You are only young once, but you can stay immature indefinitely," "Wisdom keeps you from getting into situations where you need it."

Even worse is when they're just complete crap, "Faith is reason grown courageous," "If you want to be happy, be happy."

You can even make up your own:
"Everything is a shade of grey"
"Evil is an opinion"
"The only reasonable goal in life is death"