I've found that when you try to sever ties with one person, but you want to do it cleanly, it can be excruciatingly difficult to do so without accidentally severing ties (uncleanly) with somebody whom you have no intention of severing ties with. Maybe it's just my conviction that you should never leave somebody in a place of absolute despair that's gotten me into a huge pile of crap these past few days. As a matter of fact, I know that that's what's put me through hell these past few days.
I'm so naive. I believe that people can be helped, that I can help people. What happens when it turns out that their plight was just an act? What then? I get ROYALLY SCREWED. Maybe if I stuck to my pessimistic roots and didn't make any attempts at idealism, I wouldn't get hurt every time I turn around.
Christ, I hate this. I need to write an angry letter.
Wednesday, September 27
Tuesday, September 26
The difference between despair and complete despair
Get ready, because this is 100% poetic. Okay: Think of a building for this one. If the building suddenly loses a support beam and will collapse unless something takes the place of that support beam, that's despair. Complete despair comes from when there's nothing missing from the building, but it's going to collapse anyway.
See, you can do something about despair. Complete despair, you just have to get the heck out of that building as soon as you can, because there's nothing you can do to fix it.
See, you can do something about despair. Complete despair, you just have to get the heck out of that building as soon as you can, because there's nothing you can do to fix it.
Monday, September 25
Thursday, September 21
Waiting for something or someone to take me out of this rut.
I can't describe the feeling that I get from being in my dorm room. If I had to call it something, I'd say it's closest to boredom. Maybe it's because I don't have anything to really do in here. Maybe it's because I am tired. Maybe it's because I'm just lethargic. But that last one doesn't make too much sense, since rainy weather is my favorite weather. I just don't know...
Anyway, there's a rehearsal in 45 minutes for this festival I have to go to on Saturday. I know it's a little early to begin a five-minute walk to the place where that is, but I feel that it's worth leaving right now, if not to just get out of the room for a bit.
Tuesday, September 12
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