Saturday, May 28, 2011
It's funny, when something bad happens in someone's life it is then that they gain a kind of new perspective on things. People have been saying this to me for the past two weeks. For me it's bullshit. Every single day I have that same feeling, that same perspective. The thought that death can just fly by unexpectedly at any given moment. The same apathetic view towards all things small that wouldn't matter if I was dying at this very moment. I think like this every single day, it doesn't take something bad to happen in my life for me to wake up. I am already so fucking awake. It takes something bad in my life to only reinforce the fact that I feel so differently to people. No matter what happens, I always feel so different. This year I've learned to love that about myself instead of resent it. Life is what you make it. One day I know I'll find someone who believes that with everything they're made of. I'm never left feeling alone because I always have my hope.
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